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It thus commences : High on a mountayne of highnes marvelous , With pendant
cliffes of stones harde as flent , Is made a castell or toure moste curious , Dreadful
unto sight , but inwarde excellent . Such as would enter finde paynes and ...
It thus commences : High on a mountayne of highnes marvelous , With pendant
cliffes of stones harde as flent , Is made a castell or toure moste curious , Dreadful
unto sight , but inwarde excellent . Such as would enter finde paynes and ...
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Chargys and labour so dothe my reason blynde , That call theyr names can I not
unto mynde ; Yet let me study , avoydynge perturbaunce , So maye I call them
unto my remembraunce . Lo ! now I have them , -- Abraham , and Jacob , Lot ,
Isaac ...
Chargys and labour so dothe my reason blynde , That call theyr names can I not
unto mynde ; Yet let me study , avoydynge perturbaunce , So maye I call them
unto my remembraunce . Lo ! now I have them , -- Abraham , and Jacob , Lot ,
Isaac ...
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... of myne ; It is I alone that taught them to gather Both golde and sylver , that is
so fyne ; Wherfore I suppose that they love me well , And my commaundementes
gladly obaye , That at the last , then unto hell They maye come all the redy waye .
... of myne ; It is I alone that taught them to gather Both golde and sylver , that is
so fyne ; Wherfore I suppose that they love me well , And my commaundementes
gladly obaye , That at the last , then unto hell They maye come all the redy waye .
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