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... Lye thus astonisht on th ' oblivious 79 pool , And call them not to share with us their part In this unhappy mansion , or once more With rallied arms to try what may be yet Regained in Heav'n , or what more lost in Hell ?
... Lye thus astonisht on th ' oblivious 79 pool , And call them not to share with us their part In this unhappy mansion , or once more With rallied arms to try what may be yet Regained in Heav'n , or what more lost in Hell ?
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His praise is lost who stays till all com- mend . Short is the date , alas ! of modern rhymes , And ' t is but just to let them live betimes . No longer now that Golden Age appears , When patriarch wits survived a thousand years : Now ...
His praise is lost who stays till all com- mend . Short is the date , alas ! of modern rhymes , And ' t is but just to let them live betimes . No longer now that Golden Age appears , When patriarch wits survived a thousand years : Now ...
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A soul that's lost as mine is lost , Little brother ! ' ( O Mother , Mary Mother , 290 Lost , lost , all lost , between Hell and Heaven ! ) Sudden Lights I HAVE been here before , But when or how I cannot tell : I know the grass beyond ...
A soul that's lost as mine is lost , Little brother ! ' ( O Mother , Mary Mother , 290 Lost , lost , all lost , between Hell and Heaven ! ) Sudden Lights I HAVE been here before , But when or how I cannot tell : I know the grass beyond ...
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