Century Readings for a Course in American Literature, Том 2Fred Lewis Pattee Century Company, 1926 - 1081 страница |
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... ) Home , Sweet Home ! MARIA GOWEN BROOKS ( 1795-1845 ) From Zophiel Song from Zophiel The Bard Has Sung The Moon of Flowers A Fragment 271 · 272 272 272 273 273 274 274 275 275 JOHN G. C. BRAINARD ( 1796-1828 ) The Fall of CONTENTS.
... ) Home , Sweet Home ! MARIA GOWEN BROOKS ( 1795-1845 ) From Zophiel Song from Zophiel The Bard Has Sung The Moon of Flowers A Fragment 271 · 272 272 272 273 273 274 274 275 275 JOHN G. C. BRAINARD ( 1796-1828 ) The Fall of CONTENTS.
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... fall That state obliterate he had at first : 130 Nor youth , nor strength , nor wisdom spring again Nor habitations long their names retain , But in oblivion to the final day remain . Shall I then praise the heavens , the trees , the ...
... fall That state obliterate he had at first : 130 Nor youth , nor strength , nor wisdom spring again Nor habitations long their names retain , But in oblivion to the final day remain . Shall I then praise the heavens , the trees , the ...
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... Fall the punishment's inflicted . How could we sin that had not been , or how is his sin our , Without consent , which to prevent we never had the pow'r ? 20 But from the womb unto the tomb 5 " O great Creator why was our Nature ...
... Fall the punishment's inflicted . How could we sin that had not been , or how is his sin our , Without consent , which to prevent we never had the pow'r ? 20 But from the womb unto the tomb 5 " O great Creator why was our Nature ...
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... Fall , and only his Trepass , You call amiss to call it his , both his and yours it was . " He was design'd of all Mankind to be a public Head ; 45 50 A common Root , whence all should shoot , and stood in all their stead . He stood and ...
... Fall , and only his Trepass , You call amiss to call it his , both his and yours it was . " He was design'd of all Mankind to be a public Head ; 45 50 A common Root , whence all should shoot , and stood in all their stead . He stood and ...
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... now vexes us as any one Thing whatso- ever . The Devil has made us like a Troubled Sea , and the Mire and Mud begins now also to heave up apace . Even Good and Wise Men suffer them- selves to fall ENCHANTMENTS ENCOUNTERED 43.
... now vexes us as any one Thing whatso- ever . The Devil has made us like a Troubled Sea , and the Mire and Mud begins now also to heave up apace . Even Good and Wise Men suffer them- selves to fall ENCHANTMENTS ENCOUNTERED 43.
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