Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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Strana 287
... pain , The sentence of their Conqueror . This is now Our doom ; which if we can sustain and bear , Our supreme Foe in time may much remit His anger , and perhaps , thus far removed , Not mind us not offending , satisfied With what is ...
... pain , The sentence of their Conqueror . This is now Our doom ; which if we can sustain and bear , Our supreme Foe in time may much remit His anger , and perhaps , thus far removed , Not mind us not offending , satisfied With what is ...
Strana 288
... pain Through labor and endurance . This deep world Of darkness do we dread ? How oft amidst Thick clouds and dark doth heav'n's all - ruling Sire Choose to reside , his glory unobscured , And with the majesty of darkness round Covers ...
... pain Through labor and endurance . This deep world Of darkness do we dread ? How oft amidst Thick clouds and dark doth heav'n's all - ruling Sire Choose to reside , his glory unobscured , And with the majesty of darkness round Covers ...
Strana 534
... pain and death For ever free . The great eternal scheme , Involving all , and in a perfect whole Uniting , as the prospect wider spreads , To reason's eye refined clears up apace . Ye vainly wise ! ye blind presumptuous ! now ...
... pain and death For ever free . The great eternal scheme , Involving all , and in a perfect whole Uniting , as the prospect wider spreads , To reason's eye refined clears up apace . Ye vainly wise ! ye blind presumptuous ! now ...
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