Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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... force or guile eternal war Irreconcilable to our grand Foe , Who now triumphs , and in th ' excess of joy Sole ... force believe almighty , since no less Than such could have o'erpow'red such force as ours ) Have left us this our spirit ...
... force or guile eternal war Irreconcilable to our grand Foe , Who now triumphs , and in th ' excess of joy Sole ... force believe almighty , since no less Than such could have o'erpow'red such force as ours ) Have left us this our spirit ...
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... force some odd similitude . What is it then , which like the power divine We only can by negatives define ? In a true piece of wit all things must be , Yet all things there agree . As in the ark , join'd without force or strife , All ...
... force some odd similitude . What is it then , which like the power divine We only can by negatives define ? In a true piece of wit all things must be , Yet all things there agree . As in the ark , join'd without force or strife , All ...
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... force of constant woe ! ' Tis not in harmony to calm my griefs . ... Why do I live to say you are no more ? Why are all these things thus - Is it of force ? Is there necessity I must be miserable ? Is it of moment to the peace of Heaven ...
... force of constant woe ! ' Tis not in harmony to calm my griefs . ... Why do I live to say you are no more ? Why are all these things thus - Is it of force ? Is there necessity I must be miserable ? Is it of moment to the peace of Heaven ...
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