An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... rage And plunge us in the flames ? Or from above Should intermitted vengeance arme again His red right hand to plague us ? What if all Her stores were op'n'd , and this firmament Of Hell should spout her cataracts of fire , Impendent ...
... rage And plunge us in the flames ? Or from above Should intermitted vengeance arme again His red right hand to plague us ? What if all Her stores were op'n'd , and this firmament Of Hell should spout her cataracts of fire , Impendent ...
Page 372
... rage more fell , Rend up air both rocks and hills , and ride the 540 In whirlwind ; Hell scarce holds the wilde uproar . As when Alcides 133 from Oealia crown'd With conquest , felt th ' envenom'd robe , and tore Through pain up by the ...
... rage more fell , Rend up air both rocks and hills , and ride the 540 In whirlwind ; Hell scarce holds the wilde uproar . As when Alcides 133 from Oealia crown'd With conquest , felt th ' envenom'd robe , and tore Through pain up by the ...
Page 438
... rage sup- press'd , Let tears and burning blushes speak the rest . Canst thou forget that sad , that solemn day , When victims at yon altar's foot we lay ? Canst thou forget what tears that moment fell , When , warm in youth , I bade ...
... rage sup- press'd , Let tears and burning blushes speak the rest . Canst thou forget that sad , that solemn day , When victims at yon altar's foot we lay ? Canst thou forget what tears that moment fell , When , warm in youth , I bade ...
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