The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... night of time Stood , casting on the dark her gracious bow ; And evermore beseeching men , with tears And earnest sighs , to read , believe , and live : And many to her voice gave ear , and read , Believed , obeyed ; and now , as the ...
... night of time Stood , casting on the dark her gracious bow ; And evermore beseeching men , with tears And earnest sighs , to read , believe , and live : And many to her voice gave ear , and read , Believed , obeyed ; and now , as the ...
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... night , with earnest , pleading voice , Of retribution equal to their works , Should persevere in evil , and be lost- This strangeness , this unpardonable guilt , Demands an answer , which my song unfolds , In part , directly ; but ...
... night , with earnest , pleading voice , Of retribution equal to their works , Should persevere in evil , and be lost- This strangeness , this unpardonable guilt , Demands an answer , which my song unfolds , In part , directly ; but ...
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... Night comes , last night ; the long dark , dark , dark night . That has no morn beyond it , and no star . No eye of man hath seen a night like this ! Heaven's trampled justice girds itself for fight : Earth to thy knees , and cry for ...
... Night comes , last night ; the long dark , dark , dark night . That has no morn beyond it , and no star . No eye of man hath seen a night like this ! Heaven's trampled justice girds itself for fight : Earth to thy knees , and cry for ...
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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