The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... utter death : And from above the thunders answered still , " Ye knew your duty , but ye did it not . " And every where throughout that horrid den , I saw a form of excellence ; a form Of beauty without spot , that nought could see And ...
... utter death : And from above the thunders answered still , " Ye knew your duty , but ye did it not . " And every where throughout that horrid den , I saw a form of excellence ; a form Of beauty without spot , that nought could see And ...
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... utter emptiness to find enough ; In utter dark find light ; and find repose Where God with tempest plagues for evermore : For so they wished it , so did pride desire . Such was the cause that turned so many off Rebelliously from God ...
... utter emptiness to find enough ; In utter dark find light ; and find repose Where God with tempest plagues for evermore : For so they wished it , so did pride desire . Such was the cause that turned so many off Rebelliously from God ...
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... utter all your minstrelsy of wo . Go to , ye wicked , weep and howl ; for all That God hath written against you is at hand . The cry of violence hath reached his ear ; Hell is prepared ; and Justice whets his sword . Weep all of every ...
... utter all your minstrelsy of wo . Go to , ye wicked , weep and howl ; for all That God hath written against you is at hand . The cry of violence hath reached his ear ; Hell is prepared ; and Justice whets his sword . Weep all of every ...
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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