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الصفحة 362
565 Yet , with a pleasing sorcery , could charm Pain for a while or anguish , and excite Fallacious hope , or arm the obdurèd breast With stubborn patience as with triple steel . Another part , in squadrons and gross 570 bands , On bold ...
565 Yet , with a pleasing sorcery , could charm Pain for a while or anguish , and excite Fallacious hope , or arm the obdurèd breast With stubborn patience as with triple steel . Another part , in squadrons and gross 570 bands , On bold ...
الصفحة 440
... beat beat the 50 Bacchus , ever fair and young , Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus ' blessings are a treasure , Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure , Sweet the pleasure , Sweet is pleasure after pain .
... beat beat the 50 Bacchus , ever fair and young , Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus ' blessings are a treasure , Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure , Sweet the pleasure , Sweet is pleasure after pain .
الصفحة 664
A lonely , wretched man , in pain I go , None need my help , and none relieve my Wo ; Then let my bones beneath the turf be laid , And men forget the wretch they would not aid .
A lonely , wretched man , in pain I go , None need my help , and none relieve my Wo ; Then let my bones beneath the turf be laid , And men forget the wretch they would not aid .
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PROSE | 1 |
THE FEAST OF BRICRIU | 59 |
ANGLONORMAN FRENCH | 70 |
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