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... deep thunders roar Must'ring thir rage , and Heav'n resembles Hell ? As hee our Darkness , cannot wee his Light Imitate when we please ? This Desart soile Wants not her hidd'n lustre , Gemms and Gold ; Nor want we skill or art , from ...
... deep thunders roar Must'ring thir rage , and Heav'n resembles Hell ? As hee our Darkness , cannot wee his Light Imitate when we please ? This Desart soile Wants not her hidd'n lustre , Gemms and Gold ; Nor want we skill or art , from ...
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... deep : Which would but lead me to a worse relapse , And heavier fall : so should I purchase deare Short intermission bought with double smart . This knows my punisher ; therefore as farr From granting hee , as I from begging peace : All ...
... deep : Which would but lead me to a worse relapse , And heavier fall : so should I purchase deare Short intermission bought with double smart . This knows my punisher ; therefore as farr From granting hee , as I from begging peace : All ...
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... deep , Capacious bed of Waters : thither they Hasted with glad precipitance , uprowld As drops on dust conglobing from the drie ; 270 275 280 285 290 Part rise in crystal Wall , or ridge direct , For haste ; such flight the great ...
... deep , Capacious bed of Waters : thither they Hasted with glad precipitance , uprowld As drops on dust conglobing from the drie ; 270 275 280 285 290 Part rise in crystal Wall , or ridge direct , For haste ; such flight the great ...
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