Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri [B. H. Kennedy, J. Riddell, and another], floribus legendisimpensis Georgii Bell in vico dicto Fleet Street, 1850 - 328 páginas |
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... last Rose of Summer Moritura Virgo Sertum Cupressinum Magnas inter Opes inops O Nannie , wilt thou gang wi ' me ? Peace be around Thee Amor ad Flumen · · Βὰν δ ̓ ἴμεναι πόλεμόνδε θεοί · Nullus ad amissas ibit Amicus Opes Nil ergo ...
... last Rose of Summer Moritura Virgo Sertum Cupressinum Magnas inter Opes inops O Nannie , wilt thou gang wi ' me ? Peace be around Thee Amor ad Flumen · · Βὰν δ ̓ ἴμεναι πόλεμόνδε θεοί · Nullus ad amissas ibit Amicus Opes Nil ergo ...
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... last Yawning received them whole , and on them closed ; Hell their fit habitation , fraught with fire Unquenchable , the house of woe and pain . MILTON . An Epitaph . He died , and left the world behind ; His once wild heart is cold ...
... last Yawning received them whole , and on them closed ; Hell their fit habitation , fraught with fire Unquenchable , the house of woe and pain . MILTON . An Epitaph . He died , and left the world behind ; His once wild heart is cold ...
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... last , this earth were heaven ! We call thee hither , entrancing power ! Spirit of love ! Spirit of bliss ! The holiest time is the moonlight hour , And there never was moonlight so sweet as this ! MOORE . Spiritus Amoris potens ...
... last , this earth were heaven ! We call thee hither , entrancing power ! Spirit of love ! Spirit of bliss ! The holiest time is the moonlight hour , And there never was moonlight so sweet as this ! MOORE . Spiritus Amoris potens ...
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... last agree ; And the slave and his master , In one wide disaster , Are hurried , like weeds , to the scornful sea ! The sea - beast he tosseth his foaming mane , He bellows aloud to the misty sky ; And the sleep - buried Thunder Awakens ...
... last agree ; And the slave and his master , In one wide disaster , Are hurried , like weeds , to the scornful sea ! The sea - beast he tosseth his foaming mane , He bellows aloud to the misty sky ; And the sleep - buried Thunder Awakens ...
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... last thought that soothes me below . When the virgins of Salem lament , Be the judge and the hero unbent ! I have won the great battle for thee , And my father and country are free ! When this blood of thy giving hath gush'd , When the ...
... last thought that soothes me below . When the virgins of Salem lament , Be the judge and the hero unbent ! I have won the great battle for thee , And my father and country are free ! When this blood of thy giving hath gush'd , When the ...