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In prosperous days They swarm , but in adverse withdraw their head , Not to be found , though sought . Ye see , O friends , How many evils have enclosed me round ; Yet that which was the worst now least afflicts me , Blindness ; for ...
In prosperous days They swarm , but in adverse withdraw their head , Not to be found , though sought . Ye see , O friends , How many evils have enclosed me round ; Yet that which was the worst now least afflicts me , Blindness ; for ...
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He unsuspicious led him ; which when Samson Felt in his arms , with head a while inclined , And eyes fast fixed , he stood , as one who prayed , Or some great matter in his mind revolved : At last , with head erect , thus cried aloud ...
He unsuspicious led him ; which when Samson Felt in his arms , with head a while inclined , And eyes fast fixed , he stood , as one who prayed , Or some great matter in his mind revolved : At last , with head erect , thus cried aloud ...
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He nothing common did , or mean , Upon that memorable scene , But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try ; Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right ; But bowed his comely head Down , as upon a bed .
He nothing common did , or mean , Upon that memorable scene , But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try ; Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right ; But bowed his comely head Down , as upon a bed .
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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