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Once more I dare to rouse the sounding string , Tho ' gratitude were bless ' d with
all the pow ' rs The poet of my God - Awake iny glory , Her bursting heart cou ' d
long for , thu ' the swift , Awake my lute and harp - - myself shall wake , The firy ...
Once more I dare to rouse the sounding string , Tho ' gratitude were bless ' d with
all the pow ' rs The poet of my God - Awake iny glory , Her bursting heart cou ' d
long for , thu ' the swift , Awake my lute and harp - - myself shall wake , The firy ...
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Wherefore , ye objects terrible and great , Then once again , ye glorious thunders
, roll , Ye thunders , carthquakes , and ye fire - fraught The Muse with transport
hears ye , once again woubs Convulse the solid continent , and shake , Of fell ...
Wherefore , ye objects terrible and great , Then once again , ye glorious thunders
, roll , Ye thunders , carthquakes , and ye fire - fraught The Muse with transport
hears ye , once again woubs Convulse the solid continent , and shake , Of fell ...
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... while in bis Th ' ambrosial perturbation ; mad with love cave He clasp ' d her ,
and in hymeneal bands Forlorn , dejected , ' midst the weeping Dryads At once
the nymph demanded and obtain ' d . Laments Sylvanus for his verdant care .
... while in bis Th ' ambrosial perturbation ; mad with love cave He clasp ' d her ,
and in hymeneal bands Forlorn , dejected , ' midst the weeping Dryads At once
the nymph demanded and obtain ' d . Laments Sylvanus for his verdant care .
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On his left side in bright emblazonry Once more ( so prophesies the Muse ) thy
sons His falchion burn ' d ; forth from his sevenfold sbield Sall triumph , emulous
of their sires — till then A basilisk shot adamant ; his bow With olive , and with
hop ...
On his left side in bright emblazonry Once more ( so prophesies the Muse ) thy
sons His falchion burn ' d ; forth from his sevenfold sbield Sall triumph , emulous
of their sires — till then A basilisk shot adamant ; his bow With olive , and with
hop ...
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... oft have joy ' d to wipe , At once invaded , and at once possess ' d ; Th ' ear -
sifting syringe , and back - piercing pipe , Her eye was fix ' d in an ecstatic stare ,
Farewell - my day of giory ' s on the dawn , And on her head uprose th ' astonish ...
... oft have joy ' d to wipe , At once invaded , and at once possess ' d ; Th ' ear -
sifting syringe , and back - piercing pipe , Her eye was fix ' d in an ecstatic stare ,
Farewell - my day of giory ' s on the dawn , And on her head uprose th ' astonish ...
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