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Fear God , all - wise , omnipotent , Life cannot comprehend thee , though thou
showest In him we live and have our being ; Thyself by all the functions of our life
He hath all love , all blessing sent' Tis death — death only , which is the great ...
Fear God , all - wise , omnipotent , Life cannot comprehend thee , though thou
showest In him we live and have our being ; Thyself by all the functions of our life
He hath all love , all blessing sent' Tis death — death only , which is the great ...
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The wily snake that robbed the gentle Eve Oh , no ! thou said'st we would not part
till death ! With flattering lies , of her sweet innocence ? Albert . A spirit from my
native land doih call Albert . Nay , taunt me not ! lead on , and I will I may not ...
The wily snake that robbed the gentle Eve Oh , no ! thou said'st we would not part
till death ! With flattering lies , of her sweet innocence ? Albert . A spirit from my
native land doih call Albert . Nay , taunt me not ! lead on , and I will I may not ...
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I'll not again meet Olaf ; He's not the facile fool that once he was : Many weeks
afterwards — a chamber of Olaf's house But there's that damning deed laid to his
charge , -Olaf near death , lying upon his bed— Teresa sits Will make Teresa ...
I'll not again meet Olaf ; He's not the facile fool that once he was : Many weeks
afterwards — a chamber of Olaf's house But there's that damning deed laid to his
charge , -Olaf near death , lying upon his bed— Teresa sits Will make Teresa ...
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I will return - Good night ! - It is but once . Well , See , thou ' st the taste o ' my lips
now at our parting ; She is no basilisk — there's no death in her eyes . And when
we meet again , if they be tainted , BIANCA . Thou shalı - oh no , thou shalt noi ...
I will return - Good night ! - It is but once . Well , See , thou ' st the taste o ' my lips
now at our parting ; She is no basilisk — there's no death in her eyes . And when
we meet again , if they be tainted , BIANCA . Thou shalı - oh no , thou shalt noi ...
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And under the left rib a small stiletto , Death is thy doom – the public , daylight
death . Rusted within the pale and creeping flesh . Thy body do we give unto the
wheel : Enter ANTONIO with Fazio . The Lord have mercy on thy sinful soul !
And under the left rib a small stiletto , Death is thy doom – the public , daylight
death . Rusted within the pale and creeping flesh . Thy body do we give unto the
wheel : Enter ANTONIO with Fazio . The Lord have mercy on thy sinful soul !
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| Наслов | The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume |
| Аутор | Mary Botham Howitt |
| Издавач | Crissy & Markley, 1847 |
| Оригинал из | Јавна библиотека града Њујорка |
| Дигитализовано | 22 нов. 2006 |
| Дужина | 221 страница |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |