The Works of the English Poets: DrydenH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... whofe vocal blood arofe , And cry'd for pardon on their perjur'd foes . Their fate was fruitful , and the fanguine feed , Endued with fouls , increas'd the facred breed . So captive Ifrael multiply'd in chains , A numerous exile 5 So 8 ...
... whofe vocal blood arofe , And cry'd for pardon on their perjur'd foes . Their fate was fruitful , and the fanguine feed , Endued with fouls , increas'd the facred breed . So captive Ifrael multiply'd in chains , A numerous exile 5 So 8 ...
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... whofe end was this alone , To prove the Godhead of th ' eternal Son . God thus afferted , man is to believe Beyond what fenfe and reafon can conceive , And for myfterious things of faith rely On the proponent , heaven's authority . If ...
... whofe end was this alone , To prove the Godhead of th ' eternal Son . God thus afferted , man is to believe Beyond what fenfe and reafon can conceive , And for myfterious things of faith rely On the proponent , heaven's authority . If ...
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... Whofe tender branches round the poplar twine , She chofe her ruin , and refign'd her life , In death undaunted as an Indian wife : A rare example ! but fome fouls we fee Grow hard , and stiffen with adversity : Yet these by fortune's ...
... Whofe tender branches round the poplar twine , She chofe her ruin , and refign'd her life , In death undaunted as an Indian wife : A rare example ! but fome fouls we fee Grow hard , and stiffen with adversity : Yet these by fortune's ...
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... whofe fense yourselves decide , You faid no more , but that yourselves must be The judges of the scripture sense , not we . Against our church - tradition you declare , And yet your clerks would fit in Mofes ' chair : At least ' tis ...
... whofe fense yourselves decide , You faid no more , but that yourselves must be The judges of the scripture sense , not we . Against our church - tradition you declare , And yet your clerks would fit in Mofes ' chair : At least ' tis ...
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... whofe judge is beft , Against this forc'd fubmiffion they protest : While found and found a different fenfe explains , Both play at hardhead till they break their brains ; And from their chairs each other's force defy , While unregarded ...
... whofe judge is beft , Against this forc'd fubmiffion they protest : While found and found a different fenfe explains , Both play at hardhead till they break their brains ; And from their chairs each other's force defy , While unregarded ...
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Страница 201 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : When Nature underneath a heap of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high. Arise ye more than dead. Then cold and hot, and moist and dry, In order to their stations leap, And music's power obey. From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in man.
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Страница 218 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
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