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... sical scales , or modes , in use among gian , on festive occasions ; and the the
ancients , supposed to differ from Dorian , in solemn processions . 430 435
Breathing united force , with fixed thought , STUDIES FROM THE ENGLISH
POETS .
... sical scales , or modes , in use among gian , on festive occasions ; and the the
ancients , supposed to differ from Dorian , in solemn processions . 430 435
Breathing united force , with fixed thought , STUDIES FROM THE ENGLISH
POETS .
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430 435 Breathing united force , with fixed thought , Moved on in silence to soft
pipes , that charmed Their painful steps o ' er the burnt soil : and now Advanced ,
in view they stand ; a horridi front Of dreadful length and dazzling arms , in guise
...
430 435 Breathing united force , with fixed thought , Moved on in silence to soft
pipes , that charmed Their painful steps o ' er the burnt soil : and now Advanced ,
in view they stand ; a horridi front Of dreadful length and dazzling arms , in guise
...
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... the breath , that kindled those grim fires , Awaked , should blow them into
sevenfold rage , And plunge us in the flames ? or , from above , Should
intermitted vengeance arm again His red right hand ? to plague us ? What if all
170 Her stores ...
... the breath , that kindled those grim fires , Awaked , should blow them into
sevenfold rage , And plunge us in the flames ? or , from above , Should
intermitted vengeance arm again His red right hand ? to plague us ? What if all
170 Her stores ...
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... and bear , Our Supreme Foe in time may much remit His anger ; and perhaps ,
thus far removed , 200 Not mind us not offending , satisfied With what is punished
; whence these raging fires Will slacken , if his breath stir not their flames .
... and bear , Our Supreme Foe in time may much remit His anger ; and perhaps ,
thus far removed , 200 Not mind us not offending , satisfied With what is punished
; whence these raging fires Will slacken , if his breath stir not their flames .
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The birds their choir apply ; airs , vernal airs , Breathing the smell of field and
grove , attune 245 The trembling leaves , while universal Pan " , 1 Pison , Gihon ,
Hiddekel , and Eu - 3 Well watered . phrates . See Genesis ii . 10 – 14 . 4 Shady .
The birds their choir apply ; airs , vernal airs , Breathing the smell of field and
grove , attune 245 The trembling leaves , while universal Pan " , 1 Pison , Gihon ,
Hiddekel , and Eu - 3 Well watered . phrates . See Genesis ii . 10 – 14 . 4 Shady .
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