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الصفحة 657
670 Hence chartered boroughs are such public plagues ; And burghers , men immaculate perhaps In all their private functions , once combined , Become a loathsome body , only fit For dissolution , hurtful to the main .
670 Hence chartered boroughs are such public plagues ; And burghers , men immaculate perhaps In all their private functions , once combined , Become a loathsome body , only fit For dissolution , hurtful to the main .
الصفحة 994
They looked on us , and knew us and were known ; While fast together , alive from the abyss , 10 Clung the soul - wrung implacable close kiss ; And pity of self through all made broken moan Which said , ' For once , for once , for once ...
They looked on us , and knew us and were known ; While fast together , alive from the abyss , 10 Clung the soul - wrung implacable close kiss ; And pity of self through all made broken moan Which said , ' For once , for once , for once ...
الصفحة 1021
Look to the blowing Rose about us - ' Lo , Laughing , ' she says , ' into the world I blow , 55 At once the silken tassel of my Purse Tear , and its Treasure on the Garden throw . ' And those who husbanded the Golden grain , And those ...
Look to the blowing Rose about us - ' Lo , Laughing , ' she says , ' into the world I blow , 55 At once the silken tassel of my Purse Tear , and its Treasure on the Garden throw . ' And those who husbanded the Golden grain , And those ...
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