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... light , Absent , adds horror to the night , But present gives the day . . : XIII . Light
, - from whose räys all beauty springs , Darkness , whose wide - expanded wings
Involve the dusky globe ; Praise N 2 Praise him , who , when the heav ' ns ( 195 )
... light , Absent , adds horror to the night , But present gives the day . . : XIII . Light
, - from whose räys all beauty springs , Darkness , whose wide - expanded wings
Involve the dusky globe ; Praise N 2 Praise him , who , when the heav ' ns ( 195 )
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Praise him , who , when the heav ' ns he spread , Darkness his thick pavilion
made , And light his regal robe . ' : . XIV . ' , Praise him , ye light ' nings , as ye fly ,
Wing ' d with his vengeance through the sky , And red with wrath divine ; . ind ...
Praise him , who , when the heav ' ns he spread , Darkness his thick pavilion
made , And light his regal robe . ' : . XIV . ' , Praise him , ye light ' nings , as ye fly ,
Wing ' d with his vengeance through the sky , And red with wrath divine ; . ind ...
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X . Yonder seats and fields of light Let thy ravish ' d thought explore ; Wishing ,
panting for thy flight ! Half an angel ; man no more . Heaserseaserఈరకews
RRIOT TRANSLATIONS from HOR AC E . By Mr . Marriott , of Trinity - Hall ,
Cambridge ...
X . Yonder seats and fields of light Let thy ravish ' d thought explore ; Wishing ,
panting for thy flight ! Half an angel ; man no more . Heaserseaserఈరకews
RRIOT TRANSLATIONS from HOR AC E . By Mr . Marriott , of Trinity - Hall ,
Cambridge ...
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Now sets , in other worlds to rise , And glad with light the nether skies . With ling '
ring pace the parting day retires , And Nowly leaves the mountain tops , and
gilded spires . Yon azure cloud , enrob ' d with white , Still shoots a gleam of
fainter ...
Now sets , in other worlds to rise , And glad with light the nether skies . With ling '
ring pace the parting day retires , And Nowly leaves the mountain tops , and
gilded spires . Yon azure cloud , enrob ' d with white , Still shoots a gleam of
fainter ...
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The Laplander , who , half the year , Is wrapt in shades of night , Mourns not , like
me , his winter drear , Nor wishes more for light . But what were light , without my
love , Or objects e ' er so fine ? The flowery meadow , field , or grove , If Damon ...
The Laplander , who , half the year , Is wrapt in shades of night , Mourns not , like
me , his winter drear , Nor wishes more for light . But what were light , without my
love , Or objects e ' er so fine ? The flowery meadow , field , or grove , If Damon ...
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| Заглавие | A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Том 4 A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Robert Dodsley |
| Сътрудник | Robert Dodsley |
| Издател | J. Hughs, 1765 |
| Оригиналът е от | Нюйоркската обществена библиотека |
| Цифровизирана на | 5 Окт 2006 |
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