Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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Page 163
... face the meadows green , Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchymy ; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face , And from the forlorn world his visage hide , Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace ...
... face the meadows green , Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchymy ; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face , And from the forlorn world his visage hide , Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace ...
Page 237
... face ? WHY dost thou shade Thy lovely face ? O why Does that eclipsing hand so long deny The sunshine of Thy soul - enliv'ning eye ? Without that light , what light remains in me ? Thou art my Life , my Way , my Light ; in Thee I live ...
... face ? WHY dost thou shade Thy lovely face ? O why Does that eclipsing hand so long deny The sunshine of Thy soul - enliv'ning eye ? Without that light , what light remains in me ? Thou art my Life , my Way , my Light ; in Thee I live ...
Page 538
... Face to Face , I see Thee Face to Face , and live : In vain I have not wept , and strove , Thy Nature , and thy Name is Love . I know Thee , Saviour , who Thou art , 538 CHARLES WESLEY.
... Face to Face , I see Thee Face to Face , and live : In vain I have not wept , and strove , Thy Nature , and thy Name is Love . I know Thee , Saviour , who Thou art , 538 CHARLES WESLEY.
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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