The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... thou never felt'st , the meaning still , With easy apprehension , thou shalt take ; So perfect here is knowledge , and the strings Of sympathy so tuned , that every word That each to other speaks , though never heard Before , at once is ...
... thou never felt'st , the meaning still , With easy apprehension , thou shalt take ; So perfect here is knowledge , and the strings Of sympathy so tuned , that every word That each to other speaks , though never heard Before , at once is ...
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... thou my theme : Redeeming love , my study day and night . Mankind were lost , all lost , and all redeemed ! Thou err'st again -- but innocently err'st ; Not knowing sin's depravity , nor man's Sincere and persevering wickedness . All ...
... thou my theme : Redeeming love , my study day and night . Mankind were lost , all lost , and all redeemed ! Thou err'st again -- but innocently err'st ; Not knowing sin's depravity , nor man's Sincere and persevering wickedness . All ...
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... thou built'st thy throne on righteousness , Before the morning Stars their song began , Or silence heard the voice of praise . Thou laid'st Eternity's foundation stone , and saw'st Life and existence out of Thee begin . Mysterious more ...
... thou built'st thy throne on righteousness , Before the morning Stars their song began , Or silence heard the voice of praise . Thou laid'st Eternity's foundation stone , and saw'st Life and existence out of Thee begin . Mysterious more ...
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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