A Translation Of The CIV. Psalm To The Original Sense (Sir Henry Wotton Poems)
My soul exalt the Lord with Hymns of praise:O Lord my God, how boundless is thy might?Whose Throne of State ...
My soul exalt the Lord with Hymns of praise:O Lord my God, how boundless is thy might?Whose Throne of State ...
YOU meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyesMore by your number than your light, You common people of the ...
You meaner beauties of the night,That poorly satisfy our eyesMore by your number than your light;You common people of the ...
Dazled thus with height of place,Whilst our Hopes our wits Beguile,No man marks the narrow space'Twixt a Prison and a ...
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