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... head flames thick and fast Threw forth , till on the left side op'ning wide , Likest to thee in shape and count'nance bright , Then shining heav'nly fair , a Goddess arm'd Out of thy head I sprung ; amazement seis'd All th ' Host of ...
... head flames thick and fast Threw forth , till on the left side op'ning wide , Likest to thee in shape and count'nance bright , Then shining heav'nly fair , a Goddess arm'd Out of thy head I sprung ; amazement seis'd All th ' Host of ...
Page 406
... head ; piteous amends , unless Be meant , whom I conjecture , our grand Foe Satan , who in the Serpent hath contriv'd Against us this deceit : to crush his head Would be revenge indeed ; which will be lost By death brought on our selves ...
... head ; piteous amends , unless Be meant , whom I conjecture , our grand Foe Satan , who in the Serpent hath contriv'd Against us this deceit : to crush his head Would be revenge indeed ; which will be lost By death brought on our selves ...
Page 548
... head erect thus cryed aloud , Hitherto , Lords , what your commands impos'd I have perform'd , as reason was ... heads of all who sate beneath , Lords , Ladies , Captains , Councellors , or Priests , Thir choice nobility and flower , not ...
... head erect thus cryed aloud , Hitherto , Lords , what your commands impos'd I have perform'd , as reason was ... heads of all who sate beneath , Lords , Ladies , Captains , Councellors , or Priests , Thir choice nobility and flower , not ...
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