Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Svazek 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - Počet stran: 3198 |
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Strana 8
... thou ready to meet Death and Judgment ? Canft thou ftand in his Sight , who is of purer Eyes than to behold Iriquity ? Art Thou meet to be Partaker of the Inheritance of the Saints in Light ? Haft Thou fought a good Fight and kept the ...
... thou ready to meet Death and Judgment ? Canft thou ftand in his Sight , who is of purer Eyes than to behold Iriquity ? Art Thou meet to be Partaker of the Inheritance of the Saints in Light ? Haft Thou fought a good Fight and kept the ...
Strana 8
... thou be able to endure the wretched remnant of thy days , thou must spend them without one gleam of hope , and then for ever make thy bed in hell ! And think what a recompense shall there await thee ! dying without death , living ...
... thou be able to endure the wretched remnant of thy days , thou must spend them without one gleam of hope , and then for ever make thy bed in hell ! And think what a recompense shall there await thee ! dying without death , living ...
Strana 46
... thou make thy boast against? Yea, whom dost thou array thy soldiers to war against? Deceive not thyself in thinking that thou hast spoken against me by thy false accusations; nay, thou hast not come out to battle against me, but thou ...
... thou make thy boast against? Yea, whom dost thou array thy soldiers to war against? Deceive not thyself in thinking that thou hast spoken against me by thy false accusations; nay, thou hast not come out to battle against me, but thou ...
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