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... once Antiochus : and think'st thou to regain Thy right by sitting still or thus retiring ? So did not Machabeus : he indeed Retir'd unto the Desert , but with arms ; And ore a mighty King so oft prevaild , That by strong hand his Family ...
... once Antiochus : and think'st thou to regain Thy right by sitting still or thus retiring ? So did not Machabeus : he indeed Retir'd unto the Desert , but with arms ; And ore a mighty King so oft prevaild , That by strong hand his Family ...
Page 326
... once , now vile and base , Deservedly made vassal , who once just , Frugal , and mild , and temperat , conquerd well , But govern ill the Nations under yoke , Peeling thir Provinces , exhausted all By lust and rapine ; first ambitious ...
... once , now vile and base , Deservedly made vassal , who once just , Frugal , and mild , and temperat , conquerd well , But govern ill the Nations under yoke , Peeling thir Provinces , exhausted all By lust and rapine ; first ambitious ...
Page 628
... once more , O ye Laurels , and once more , 447 . REPRINTED LITHOGRAPHICALLY IN GREAT BRITAIN AT THE UNIVERSITY PRESS , OXFORD BY CHARLES BATEY , PRINTER TO THE UNIVERSITY 64 145AA BR1 1/94 02-013-01 4627 € THE UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN ...
... once more , O ye Laurels , and once more , 447 . REPRINTED LITHOGRAPHICALLY IN GREAT BRITAIN AT THE UNIVERSITY PRESS , OXFORD BY CHARLES BATEY , PRINTER TO THE UNIVERSITY 64 145AA BR1 1/94 02-013-01 4627 € THE UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN ...
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