The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and KeatsРипол Классик, 1831 - 603 páginas |
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... This fistsmisss Man, this constitutes ' “ Ourcharitiu arllbearings. But'tisGod ' Difl'used though all. that dothnnksalloaewhole; This the worst superstition. him except Aught to dmire, Supreme Reality! The pleaitude and permanence of ...
... This fistsmisss Man, this constitutes ' “ Ourcharitiu arllbearings. But'tisGod ' Difl'used though all. that dothnnksalloaewhole; This the worst superstition. him except Aught to dmire, Supreme Reality! The pleaitude and permanence of ...
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... This record of thy worth thy Friend irtscribea, Thoughtful, with quiet tears upon his cheek. _— THIS LIME-TREE sowart MY PRISON. lathe Jail OHM. some hwsrnscted Friraals paid a visit to the Author's Douala; and on the morning of their ...
... This record of thy worth thy Friend irtscribea, Thoughtful, with quiet tears upon his cheek. _— THIS LIME-TREE sowart MY PRISON. lathe Jail OHM. some hwsrnscted Friraals paid a visit to the Author's Douala; and on the morning of their ...
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... this Tartarean drench displays the imagination rather than the discretion of the compounder; thaLinshorttthispa—geandotharsofthekind areinobtdtan'e,fewwilldeuyattheprsaent day. It would doubtle. have more behoved the good bishop not to ...
... this Tartarean drench displays the imagination rather than the discretion of the compounder; thaLinshorttthispa—geandotharsofthekind areinobtdtan'e,fewwilldeuyattheprsaent day. It would doubtle. have more behoved the good bishop not to ...
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... this frame of mine wrench'd ' With a woful agony, Which tort-ed me to begin my tale; And then it left me lies. Since then, at an uncertain hour, . That agony returns: And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns. I pm ...
... this frame of mine wrench'd ' With a woful agony, Which tort-ed me to begin my tale; And then it left me lies. Since then, at an uncertain hour, . That agony returns: And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns. I pm ...
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... this bosom there WOI'ltell't a spell, Which is lord of thy utterance, Christabcl ! Thou knowt to-night, and wilt know to-morrow Th'l nnrlt of my shame, this sea] of my sorrow; But vainly thou warrest, For this is alone in Thy power to ...
... this bosom there WOI'ltell't a spell, Which is lord of thy utterance, Christabcl ! Thou knowt to-night, and wilt know to-morrow Th'l nnrlt of my shame, this sea] of my sorrow; But vainly thou warrest, For this is alone in Thy power to ...
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