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Page 143
No slaves revere them , and no wars invade : Yet frequent now , at midnight's solemn hour , The rifted mounds their yawning cells unfold , And forth the monarchs stalk with sov'reign power In pageant robes , and wreathed with sheeny ...
No slaves revere them , and no wars invade : Yet frequent now , at midnight's solemn hour , The rifted mounds their yawning cells unfold , And forth the monarchs stalk with sov'reign power In pageant robes , and wreathed with sheeny ...
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Green Grom the Rashes GREEN grow the rashes O , Green grow the rashes O ; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend , Are spent amang the lasses O ! There's nought but care on ev'ry han ' , In ev'ry hour that passes O ; What signifies the ...
Green Grom the Rashes GREEN grow the rashes O , Green grow the rashes O ; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend , Are spent amang the lasses O ! There's nought but care on ev'ry han ' , In ev'ry hour that passes O ; What signifies the ...
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The ripe hour came , And with it light , and light , engendering ' Upon its own producer , forthwith touch'd ' The whole enormous matter into life . ' Upon that very hour , our parentage , ' The Heavens and the Earth , were manifest ...
The ripe hour came , And with it light , and light , engendering ' Upon its own producer , forthwith touch'd ' The whole enormous matter into life . ' Upon that very hour , our parentage , ' The Heavens and the Earth , were manifest ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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