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High in front advanc'd The brandished sword of God before them blaz'd Fierce as a comet ; which with torrid heat , And vapour as the Libyan air adust , Began to parch the temperate clime ; whereat In either hand the hastning angel ...
High in front advanc'd The brandished sword of God before them blaz'd Fierce as a comet ; which with torrid heat , And vapour as the Libyan air adust , Began to parch the temperate clime ; whereat In either hand the hastning angel ...
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Tyger ! burning bright In the forests of the night , What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the ...
Tyger ! burning bright In the forests of the night , What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the ...
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There is sobbing of the strong , And a pall upon the land ; But the People in their weeping Bare the iron hand : 15 Beware the People weeping , When they bare the iron hand . He lieth in his bloodThe father in his face ; They have ...
There is sobbing of the strong , And a pall upon the land ; But the People in their weeping Bare the iron hand : 15 Beware the People weeping , When they bare the iron hand . He lieth in his bloodThe father in his face ; They have ...
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PART | 3 |
Sir Patrick Spens | 40 |
The Bitter Withy | 46 |
Urheberrecht | |
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