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O thou , whose idle knee Rocks earth into a lethargy , Alas ! my light - in - vain - expecting eyes Can find no objects but what rise From this poor mortal blaze - a dying spark Of Vulcan's forge , whose flames are dark And dangerous ...
O thou , whose idle knee Rocks earth into a lethargy , Alas ! my light - in - vain - expecting eyes Can find no objects but what rise From this poor mortal blaze - a dying spark Of Vulcan's forge , whose flames are dark And dangerous ...
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Vesta is not displeased if her chaste urn Do with repaired fuel ever burn ; 1 1 But my saint frowns , though to her honored name I consecrate a never - dying flame . The Assyrian king did none i ' the furnace throw But those that to his ...
Vesta is not displeased if her chaste urn Do with repaired fuel ever burn ; 1 1 But my saint frowns , though to her honored name I consecrate a never - dying flame . The Assyrian king did none i ' the furnace throw But those that to his ...
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Each heavenly word by whose hid flame Our hard hearts shall strike fire , the same Shall flourish on thy brows , and be Both fire to us and flame to thee , Whose light shall live bright in thy face By glory , in our hearts by grace .
Each heavenly word by whose hid flame Our hard hearts shall strike fire , the same Shall flourish on thy brows , and be Both fire to us and flame to thee , Whose light shall live bright in thy face By glory , in our hearts by grace .
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
Copyright | |
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