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Page 155
... wide Crystallin Ocean , and the loud misrule Of Chaos farr remov'd , least fierce extreames Contiguous might distemper the whole frame : And Heav'n he nam'd the Firmament : So Eev'n And Morning Chorus sung the Second Day . The Earth was ...
... wide Crystallin Ocean , and the loud misrule Of Chaos farr remov'd , least fierce extreames Contiguous might distemper the whole frame : And Heav'n he nam'd the Firmament : So Eev'n And Morning Chorus sung the Second Day . The Earth was ...
Page 588
... wide for me , wide to their innermost depths ; my soul gazes intently on whatever is done in all Olympus's length and breadth , nor do the blind deeps of Tartarus escape [ 20 ] mine eyes . What lofty strains is my soul sounding forth ...
... wide for me , wide to their innermost depths ; my soul gazes intently on whatever is done in all Olympus's length and breadth , nor do the blind deeps of Tartarus escape [ 20 ] mine eyes . What lofty strains is my soul sounding forth ...
Page 603
... wide open , and as many windows , and through the thin walls gleam the spacious halls within . A rabble rout , gathered here , rouses varied whisperings , like the noises made by the swarms of flies when they buzz about the milking ...
... wide open , and as many windows , and through the thin walls gleam the spacious halls within . A rabble rout , gathered here , rouses varied whisperings , like the noises made by the swarms of flies when they buzz about the milking ...
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