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9. oldal
The tender lambs he raises in his arms , All Nature's incense rise ! Feeds from his hand , and in his bosom warms ; Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage , Ø 14. Messiah , a Sacred Eclogue . POPE . The promis'd Father of the ...
The tender lambs he raises in his arms , All Nature's incense rise ! Feeds from his hand , and in his bosom warms ; Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage , Ø 14. Messiah , a Sacred Eclogue . POPE . The promis'd Father of the ...
98. oldal
Polluted streams again are pure , Pity may mourn , but not restore ; And deepest wounds admit a cure : And woman falls — to rise no more ! But woman no redemption knows , Within this sublunary sphere The wounds of honor never close .
Polluted streams again are pure , Pity may mourn , but not restore ; And deepest wounds admit a cure : And woman falls — to rise no more ! But woman no redemption knows , Within this sublunary sphere The wounds of honor never close .
360. oldal
On seeing the Sun rise on Mont Blanc . Solemnly seemest , like a vapory cloud , COLERIDGE . To rise before me . - Rise , O ever rise , AWAKE , my soul ! not only passive praise Rise , like a cloud of incense , from the earth !
On seeing the Sun rise on Mont Blanc . Solemnly seemest , like a vapory cloud , COLERIDGE . To rise before me . - Rise , O ever rise , AWAKE , my soul ! not only passive praise Rise , like a cloud of incense , from the earth !
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