The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... number , argued some , From out this book itself , it was a lie , A fable framed by crafty men to cheat The simple herd , and make them bow the knee To kings and priests ... numbers , places , vestments , words , 32 THE COURSE OF TIME .
... number , argued some , From out this book itself , it was a lie , A fable framed by crafty men to cheat The simple herd , and make them bow the knee To kings and priests ... numbers , places , vestments , words , 32 THE COURSE OF TIME .
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... numbers over them , seized as they were , And to perpetual ages left them fixed , To each , a mirror of itself displayed ; Despair for ever lowering dark on Sin ; And Happiness on Virtue smiling fair . He was the minister of fame ; and ...
... numbers over them , seized as they were , And to perpetual ages left them fixed , To each , a mirror of itself displayed ; Despair for ever lowering dark on Sin ; And Happiness on Virtue smiling fair . He was the minister of fame ; and ...
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... numbers high , In numbers ever sweet and ever new . Behold them yonder , where the river pure Flows warbling down before the throne of God , And , shading , on each side , the tree of life Spreads its unfading boughs ! see how they ...
... numbers high , In numbers ever sweet and ever new . Behold them yonder , where the river pure Flows warbling down before the throne of God , And , shading , on each side , the tree of life Spreads its unfading boughs ! see how they ...
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age to age angels bard beneath blasphemy bliss blood blood divine breath burning busked 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 redeemed retired righteous ROBERT POLLOK rolled rose round sacred saints Satan seemed seen seraph sighs sight sincere sing smiled song sought soul stars stood strange sung sweet taught 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