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... ADAH . Adah . My brother , I have come for thee ; It is our hour of rest and joy - and we Have less without thee . Thou hast labour'd not This morn ; but I have done thy task : the fruits Are ripe , and glowing as the light which ripens ...
... ADAH . Adah . My brother , I have come for thee ; It is our hour of rest and joy - and we Have less without thee . Thou hast labour'd not This morn ; but I have done thy task : the fruits Are ripe , and glowing as the light which ripens ...
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... Adah ? This is no ill spirit . Adah . He is not God - nor God's : I have beheld The cherubs and the seraphs ; he looks not Like them . Cain . But there are spirits loftier still— The archangels . Lucifer . And still loftier than the ...
... Adah ? This is no ill spirit . Adah . He is not God - nor God's : I have beheld The cherubs and the seraphs ; he looks not Like them . Cain . But there are spirits loftier still— The archangels . Lucifer . And still loftier than the ...
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... Adah . But in his being ? Save in my father , who is God's own image ; Or in his angels , who are like to thee— And ... Adah . By me ? Lucifer . By all . Adah . What all ? Lucifer . The million millions- 520 ' The myriad myriads — the ...
... Adah . But in his being ? Save in my father , who is God's own image ; Or in his angels , who are like to thee— And ... Adah . By me ? Lucifer . By all . Adah . What all ? Lucifer . The million millions- 520 ' The myriad myriads — the ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: And Other Romantic Poems George Gordon Byron Baron Byron No preview available - 1936 |
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