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Easter Wings LORD , who createdst man in wealth and store , Though foolishly he lost the same , Decaying more and more ... With thee Let me combine , And feel this day thy victorie ; 2 For , if I imp my wing on thine , ΙΟ Affliction ...
Easter Wings LORD , who createdst man in wealth and store , Though foolishly he lost the same , Decaying more and more ... With thee Let me combine , And feel this day thy victorie ; 2 For , if I imp my wing on thine , ΙΟ Affliction ...
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To Althea , from Prison 2 WHEN Love with unconfinéd wings . Hovers within my gates , And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lye tangled in her haire , And fetterd to her eye , The Gods that wanton in the aire ...
To Althea , from Prison 2 WHEN Love with unconfinéd wings . Hovers within my gates , And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lye tangled in her haire , And fetterd to her eye , The Gods that wanton in the aire ...
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Swarm populous , unnumber'd as the sands Of Barca or Cyrene's 144 torrid soil , Levied to side with warring winds , and poise Thir lighter wings . To whom these most adhere , Hee rules a moment ; Chaos umpire sits , And by decision more ...
Swarm populous , unnumber'd as the sands Of Barca or Cyrene's 144 torrid soil , Levied to side with warring winds , and poise Thir lighter wings . To whom these most adhere , Hee rules a moment ; Chaos umpire sits , And by decision more ...
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