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... hope excluded thus , behold in stead Of us out - cast , exil'd , his new delight , Mankind created , and for him this World . So farwel Hope , and with Hope farwel Fear , Farwel Remorse : all Good to me is lost ; Evil be thou my Good ...
... hope excluded thus , behold in stead Of us out - cast , exil'd , his new delight , Mankind created , and for him this World . So farwel Hope , and with Hope farwel Fear , Farwel Remorse : all Good to me is lost ; Evil be thou my Good ...
Page 465
... hope , our joy return . Thus they out of their plaints new hope resume To find whom at the first they found unsought : But to his Mother Mary , when she saw Others return'd from Baptism , not her Son , Nor left at Jordan , tydings of ...
... hope , our joy return . Thus they out of their plaints new hope resume To find whom at the first they found unsought : But to his Mother Mary , when she saw Others return'd from Baptism , not her Son , Nor left at Jordan , tydings of ...
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... hope is lost Of my reception into grace ; what worse ? For where no hope is left , is left no fear ; If there be worse , the expectation more Of worse torments me then the feeling can . I would be at the worst ; worst is my Port , My ...
... hope is lost Of my reception into grace ; what worse ? For where no hope is left , is left no fear ; If there be worse , the expectation more Of worse torments me then the feeling can . I would be at the worst ; worst is my Port , My ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS | 1 |
THE FIFTH ODE OF HORACE LIB I | 82 |
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