The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... endless pain : For oft her voice was old Abaddon's lure , By which he charmed the foolish soul to death . So happiness was sought in pleasure , gold , Renown - by many sought . But should I sing Of all the trifling race , my time , thy ...
... endless pain : For oft her voice was old Abaddon's lure , By which he charmed the foolish soul to death . So happiness was sought in pleasure , gold , Renown - by many sought . But should I sing Of all the trifling race , my time , thy ...
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... endless pain . But they who most admired , and understood This honour best , and on its altar laid Their lives , most obviously were fools : and what Fools only , and the wicked , understood- The wise agreed , was some delusive Shade ...
... endless pain . But they who most admired , and understood This honour best , and on its altar laid Their lives , most obviously were fools : and what Fools only , and the wicked , understood- The wise agreed , was some delusive Shade ...
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... pain , instead of endless joy ? Mad supposition , though maintained by some Of honest mind . Behold a man condemned ! Either he ne'er inquired , and therefore he Could not believe ; or else he carelessly Inquired , and something other ...
... pain , instead of endless joy ? Mad supposition , though maintained by some Of honest mind . Behold a man condemned ! Either he ne'er inquired , and therefore he Could not believe ; or else he carelessly Inquired , and something other ...
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age to age angels bard beneath blasphemy bliss blood blood divine breath burning chariots of fire curse damned dark death deeds deep divine drank earth earthly endless endless pain eternal everlasting evermore face fair faith fear fell fools gave gazed glorious glory God's grace grew groan hand happiness harp hast heard heart heaven heavenly hell hills holy honour hope horrid immortal infinite Jehovah light living looked loud lyre mercy Messiah morn mortal mortal vision ne'er night numbers o'er Omnipotent peace praise pride redeemed retired righteous ROBERT POLLOK rolled rose round sacred saints Satan seemed seen seraph sighs sight sincere sing smiled song sought soul stars stood sung sweet taught tears thee things thou thought throne thunders took truth Twas utter vale virtue voice walked weep wicked winds wing wisdom wished withered wonder words wrath youth