The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... asked if ' twas a reed or oak ; Stepped on , but never earnestly inquired Whether to heaven or hell the journey led , Devoured its tens of thousands , and its hands Made reddest in the precious blood of souls . In Time's pursuits men ...
... asked if ' twas a reed or oak ; Stepped on , but never earnestly inquired Whether to heaven or hell the journey led , Devoured its tens of thousands , and its hands Made reddest in the precious blood of souls . In Time's pursuits men ...
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... asked his air Serene , and countenance of joy , the sign Of inward satisfaction , as he passed The crowd , or sat among the elders , told . In holiness complete , and in the robes Of saving righteousness , arrayed for heaven , How fair ...
... asked his air Serene , and countenance of joy , the sign Of inward satisfaction , as he passed The crowd , or sat among the elders , told . In holiness complete , and in the robes Of saving righteousness , arrayed for heaven , How fair ...
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... asked , When shall they come ? But asked nor more , nor mocked ; For the reproach of prophecy was wiped Away , and every word of God found true . And O ! what change of state ! what change of rank ? In that assembly every where was seen ...
... asked , When shall they come ? But asked nor more , nor mocked ; For the reproach of prophecy was wiped Away , and every word of God found true . And O ! what change of state ! what change of rank ? In that assembly every where was seen ...
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