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... thee , and more than half perhaps will reign : As man ere long , and this new world , shall know . FROM THE SAME . O unexpected stroke , worse than of death ! Must I thus leave thee , Paradise ? thus leave Thee , native soil ! these ...
... thee , and more than half perhaps will reign : As man ere long , and this new world , shall know . FROM THE SAME . O unexpected stroke , worse than of death ! Must I thus leave thee , Paradise ? thus leave Thee , native soil ! these ...
Page 67
... thee : friend hast thou none ; For thy own bowels , which do call thee sire , The mere effusion of thy proper loins , Do curse the gout , serpigo , and the rheum , Forending thee no sooner : thou hast nor youth , nor age ; But , as it ...
... thee : friend hast thou none ; For thy own bowels , which do call thee sire , The mere effusion of thy proper loins , Do curse the gout , serpigo , and the rheum , Forending thee no sooner : thou hast nor youth , nor age ; But , as it ...
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... Thee we reject , unable to abide Thy purity , till pure as thou art pure , Made such by thee , we love thee for that cause , For which we shunned and hated thee before . Then we are free : then liberty , like day , Breaks on the soul ...
... Thee we reject , unable to abide Thy purity , till pure as thou art pure , Made such by thee , we love thee for that cause , For which we shunned and hated thee before . Then we are free : then liberty , like day , Breaks on the soul ...
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