Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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... sight of these sad spectacles forepast , That all my senses were bereaued quight , And I in minde remained sore agast , Distraught twixt feare and pitie ; when at last I heard a voyce , which loudly to me called , That with the suddein ...
... sight of these sad spectacles forepast , That all my senses were bereaued quight , And I in minde remained sore agast , Distraught twixt feare and pitie ; when at last I heard a voyce , which loudly to me called , That with the suddein ...
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... sight thereof much grieu'd my pensiue thought . At length when most in perill it was brought , Two Angels downe descending with swift flight , Out of the swelling streame it lightly caught , And twixt their blessed armes it carried ...
... sight thereof much grieu'd my pensiue thought . At length when most in perill it was brought , Two Angels downe descending with swift flight , Out of the swelling streame it lightly caught , And twixt their blessed armes it carried ...
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... sight , Wished the bride were changed tonight , And did think , such rites were due To no other grace but you ! Or ... sight of crime , To have left all sight for you : Guess of these , which is the true ; And , if such a verse as this ...
... sight , Wished the bride were changed tonight , And did think , such rites were due To no other grace but you ! Or ... sight of crime , To have left all sight for you : Guess of these , which is the true ; And , if such a verse as this ...
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