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Side 15
... charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie : And , of all lies ( be that one poet's boast ) , The lie that flatters I abhor the most . Those arts be theirs ...
... charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie : And , of all lies ( be that one poet's boast ) , The lie that flatters I abhor the most . Those arts be theirs ...
Side 246
... charged with putrid verdure , breathe a gross And mortal nuisance into all the air . What solid was , by ... charge , Possess'd an inland scene . Where now the throng , That press'd the beach , and , hasty to depart , Lost'd ...
... charged with putrid verdure , breathe a gross And mortal nuisance into all the air . What solid was , by ... charge , Possess'd an inland scene . Where now the throng , That press'd the beach , and , hasty to depart , Lost'd ...
Side 334
... charge , Dull as it is , and satisfy a law So vast in its demands , unless impell'd To ceaseless service by a ceaseless force , And under pressure of some conscious cause ? The Lord of all , himself through all diffused , Sustains , and ...
... charge , Dull as it is , and satisfy a law So vast in its demands , unless impell'd To ceaseless service by a ceaseless force , And under pressure of some conscious cause ? The Lord of all , himself through all diffused , Sustains , and ...
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