The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 79
... Soul Imitatio Horatiana Odes 9. lib . 3 donec gratus eram tibi HILST my Souls eye beheld no light Soul . But what stream'd from thy gracious sight , To me the worlds greatest King , Seem'd but some little vulgar thing . God . Whilst ...
... Soul Imitatio Horatiana Odes 9. lib . 3 donec gratus eram tibi HILST my Souls eye beheld no light Soul . But what stream'd from thy gracious sight , To me the worlds greatest King , Seem'd but some little vulgar thing . God . Whilst ...
الصفحة 734
Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough. Soul . A Soul that knowes not to presume Is Heaven's and its own perfume . Pleasure . Every thing does seem to vie Which should first attract thine Eye : But since none deserves that ...
Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough. Soul . A Soul that knowes not to presume Is Heaven's and its own perfume . Pleasure . Every thing does seem to vie Which should first attract thine Eye : But since none deserves that ...
الصفحة 740
... Soul . WHO shall , from this Dungeon , raise A Soul inslav'd so many wayes ? With bolts of Bones , that fetter'd stands In Feet ; and manacled in Hands . Here blinded with an Eye ; and there Deaf with the drumming of an Ear . A Soul ...
... Soul . WHO shall , from this Dungeon , raise A Soul inslav'd so many wayes ? With bolts of Bones , that fetter'd stands In Feet ; and manacled in Hands . Here blinded with an Eye ; and there Deaf with the drumming of an Ear . A Soul ...
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