PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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... Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time . The mind is its own place , and in itself Can make a heav'n of Hell , a hell of Heav'n . What matter where , if I be still the same , And what I ...
... Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time . The mind is its own place , and in itself Can make a heav'n of Hell , a hell of Heav'n . What matter where , if I be still the same , And what I ...
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... Hell : highly they rag'd Against the Highest , and fierce with grasped [ war , Clash'd on their sounding shields the din of Hurling defiance tow'rd the vault of Heav'n . arms 4. Pandemonium . MILTON . THERE stood a hill not far , whose ...
... Hell : highly they rag'd Against the Highest , and fierce with grasped [ war , Clash'd on their sounding shields the din of Hurling defiance tow'rd the vault of Heav'n . arms 4. Pandemonium . MILTON . THERE stood a hill not far , whose ...
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... hell her dwelling is , There whereas all plagues and harmes abound , Which punish wicked men , that walk amiss ; It is a darksome delve farre under ground , With thornes and barren brakes environd round . That none the same way may out ...
... hell her dwelling is , There whereas all plagues and harmes abound , Which punish wicked men , that walk amiss ; It is a darksome delve farre under ground , With thornes and barren brakes environd round . That none the same way may out ...
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