The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... seemed glowing brass , Heated seven times ; he heard dread voices speak , And mutter horrid prophecies of pain , Severer and severer yet to come : And as he writhed and quivered , scorched within , The fury round his torrid temples ...
... seemed glowing brass , Heated seven times ; he heard dread voices speak , And mutter horrid prophecies of pain , Severer and severer yet to come : And as he writhed and quivered , scorched within , The fury round his torrid temples ...
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... seemed at home Where angels bashful looked . Others , though great , Beneath their argument seemed struggling ; whiles He from above descending , stooped to touch The loftiest thought ; and proudly stooped , as though It scarce deserved ...
... seemed at home Where angels bashful looked . Others , though great , Beneath their argument seemed struggling ; whiles He from above descending , stooped to touch The loftiest thought ; and proudly stooped , as though It scarce deserved ...
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... seemed most totally insane And unaccountable , was value set On objects of a day ; was serious grief , Or joy , for loss , or gain of mortal things ; So utterly impossible it seemed , When men their proper interests saw , that aught Of ...
... seemed most totally insane And unaccountable , was value set On objects of a day ; was serious grief , Or joy , for loss , or gain of mortal things ; So utterly impossible it seemed , When men their proper interests saw , that aught Of ...
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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