The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... sweet , the sweet To bitter ; hence from out the self - same fount , One nectar drank , another draughts of gall . Hence from the self - same quarter of the sky , One saw ten thousand angels look , and smile ; Another saw as many demons ...
... sweet , the sweet To bitter ; hence from out the self - same fount , One nectar drank , another draughts of gall . Hence from the self - same quarter of the sky , One saw ten thousand angels look , and smile ; Another saw as many demons ...
Стр. 98
... sweet ? in wells , however clear ? Or groves , however thick with verdant shade ? True , these were of themselves exceeding fair : How fair at morn and even ! worthy the walk Of loftiest mind ; and gave , when all within Was right , a ...
... sweet ? in wells , however clear ? Or groves , however thick with verdant shade ? True , these were of themselves exceeding fair : How fair at morn and even ! worthy the walk Of loftiest mind ; and gave , when all within Was right , a ...
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... sweet , Most ravishing , and pleasant to the ear ; But sweeter none than voice of faithful friend ; Sweet always , sweetest hear in loudest storm . Some I remember , and will ne'er forget ; My early friends , friends of my evil day ...
... sweet , Most ravishing , and pleasant to the ear ; But sweeter none than voice of faithful friend ; Sweet always , sweetest hear in loudest storm . Some I remember , and will ne'er forget ; My early friends , friends of my evil day ...
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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