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8 High aboue all a cloth of State was spred , And a rich throne , as bright as sunny day , On which there sate most braue em- bellished With royall robes and gorgeous array , A mayden Queene , that shone as Titans ray , In glistring ...
8 High aboue all a cloth of State was spred , And a rich throne , as bright as sunny day , On which there sate most braue em- bellished With royall robes and gorgeous array , A mayden Queene , that shone as Titans ray , In glistring ...
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All thy old woes shall now smile on thee And thy paines sitt bright upon thee . All thy sorrows here shall shine , All thy suffrings be divine . 150 Tears shall take comfort , and turn gemms , And wrongs repent to diadems .
All thy old woes shall now smile on thee And thy paines sitt bright upon thee . All thy sorrows here shall shine , All thy suffrings be divine . 150 Tears shall take comfort , and turn gemms , And wrongs repent to diadems .
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No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone , that breaks at night , Its tale of ruin tells . Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes , The only throb she gives , Is when some heart indignant breaks , To show ...
No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone , that breaks at night , Its tale of ruin tells . Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes , The only throb she gives , Is when some heart indignant breaks , To show ...
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