Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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Oxford library of English poetry John Wain. Black fire and horror shot with equal rage Among his angels , and his throne itself Mixed with Tartarean sulphur and strange fire , His own invented torments . But perhaps The way seems ...
Oxford library of English poetry John Wain. Black fire and horror shot with equal rage Among his angels , and his throne itself Mixed with Tartarean sulphur and strange fire , His own invented torments . But perhaps The way seems ...
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... fire . Thither by harpy - footed Furies haled , At certain revolutions all the damned Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes , extremes by change more fierce , From beds of raging fire to starve in ice ...
... fire . Thither by harpy - footed Furies haled , At certain revolutions all the damned Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes , extremes by change more fierce , From beds of raging fire to starve in ice ...
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... fire , mean time walks in a broader gross ; To either hand his wings he opens wide : He wades the streets , and straight he reaches cross , And plays his longing flames on th ' other side . 234 At first they warm , then scorch , and ...
... fire , mean time walks in a broader gross ; To either hand his wings he opens wide : He wades the streets , and straight he reaches cross , And plays his longing flames on th ' other side . 234 At first they warm , then scorch , and ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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