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Sivu 275
... Which real pain and that alone can cure ; How would ye bear in real pain to lie , Despised , neglected , left alone to die ? How would ye bear to draw your latest breath , 260 Where all that's wretched paves the way for death .
... Which real pain and that alone can cure ; How would ye bear in real pain to lie , Despised , neglected , left alone to die ? How would ye bear to draw your latest breath , 260 Where all that's wretched paves the way for death .
Sivu 622
240 Peace , his triumph will be sung By some yet unmoulded tongue Far on in summers that we shall not see : Peace , it is a day of pain For one about whose patriarchal knee Late the little children ...
240 Peace , his triumph will be sung By some yet unmoulded tongue Far on in summers that we shall not see : Peace , it is a day of pain For one about whose patriarchal knee Late the little children ...
Sivu 669
He doth His worst in this our life , Giving just respite lest we die through pain , Saving last pain for worst , —with which , an end . Meanwhile , the best way to escape His ire Is , not to seem too happy .
He doth His worst in this our life , Giving just respite lest we die through pain , Saving last pain for worst , —with which , an end . Meanwhile , the best way to escape His ire Is , not to seem too happy .
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That at his grete cost arrayed thus | 56 |
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