The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... youth expects thy reverend age to tell . Thou rightly deem'st , fair youth , began the bard : The form thou saw'st was Virtue , ever fair . Virtue , like God , whose excellent majesty , Whose glory virtue is , is omnipresent . No being ...
... youth expects thy reverend age to tell . Thou rightly deem'st , fair youth , began the bard : The form thou saw'st was Virtue , ever fair . Virtue , like God , whose excellent majesty , Whose glory virtue is , is omnipresent . No being ...
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... youth complained , The ancient sinner shook his hoary head , As if he meant to say : Stop till you come My length , and then you may have cause to sigh . At twenty , cried the boy , who now had seen Some blemish in his joys : How ...
... youth complained , The ancient sinner shook his hoary head , As if he meant to say : Stop till you come My length , and then you may have cause to sigh . At twenty , cried the boy , who now had seen Some blemish in his joys : How ...
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... youth to yield ; And forced him with the flattering of her tongue . I looked , and saw him follow to her house , As goes the ox to slaughter ; as the fool To the correction of the stocks ; or bird That hastes into the subtle fowler's ...
... youth to yield ; And forced him with the flattering of her tongue . I looked , and saw him follow to her house , As goes the ox to slaughter ; as the fool To the correction of the stocks ; or bird That hastes into the subtle fowler's ...
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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