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... Arm so late Doubted his Empire ; that were low indeed , That were an ignominy and shame beneath This downfall ; since by Fate the strength of Gods And this Empyreal substance cannot fail , Since through experience of this great event In ...
... Arm so late Doubted his Empire ; that were low indeed , That were an ignominy and shame beneath This downfall ; since by Fate the strength of Gods And this Empyreal substance cannot fail , Since through experience of this great event In ...
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... Arms , fierce Faces threatning Warr , Giants of mightie Bone , and bould emprise ; 630 635 640 Part wield thir Arms , part curb the foaming Steed , Single or in Array of Battel rang'd 645 Both Horse and Foot , nor idely mustring stood ...
... Arms , fierce Faces threatning Warr , Giants of mightie Bone , and bould emprise ; 630 635 640 Part wield thir Arms , part curb the foaming Steed , Single or in Array of Battel rang'd 645 Both Horse and Foot , nor idely mustring stood ...
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John Milton. With both his arms on those two massie Pillars That to the arched roof gave main support . He unsuspicious led him ; which when Samson Felt in his arms , with head a while enclin'd , And eyes fast fixt he stood , as one who ...
John Milton. With both his arms on those two massie Pillars That to the arched roof gave main support . He unsuspicious led him ; which when Samson Felt in his arms , with head a while enclin'd , And eyes fast fixt he stood , as one who ...
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