Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 7 tomasW. Blackwood & Sons, 1820 |
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... Thou hast thyself invited me . But now By thine own snares thou art fast bound . Thy Thorer Is call'd before the Eternal Judge . Thou seest How easily I might detain thee captive ; Thy death were yet more easy ; but a Chris- tian ...
... Thou hast thyself invited me . But now By thine own snares thou art fast bound . Thy Thorer Is call'd before the Eternal Judge . Thou seest How easily I might detain thee captive ; Thy death were yet more easy ; but a Chris- tian ...
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... thou shalt not now escape from death , - When last we met , I swore our next en- counter Should be the unsparing strife of life and death ! With these words , suddenly , he seiz'd a pole That on the water floated . Oh ! forgive me , If ...
... thou shalt not now escape from death , - When last we met , I swore our next en- counter Should be the unsparing strife of life and death ! With these words , suddenly , he seiz'd a pole That on the water floated . Oh ! forgive me , If ...
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... thou deem'st roses is the sun ! morning dew ! See'st thou ? He rises now ! Look at him boy ! Erl . Oh what a beauteous whirling globe he seems ! How fiery red ! Dear father , can we never Visit the sun in yonder distant land ? Hak . My ...
... thou deem'st roses is the sun ! morning dew ! See'st thou ? He rises now ! Look at him boy ! Erl . Oh what a beauteous whirling globe he seems ! How fiery red ! Dear father , can we never Visit the sun in yonder distant land ? Hak . My ...
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I am afraid - Seest thou that old man there ? Him with the beard ? I am afraid of him ! Hak . Child , it is Odin - Would'st thou fly from Odin ? Erl . No - no . I fear not the great king in Heaven He is so good and beautiful ; and calls ...
I am afraid - Seest thou that old man there ? Him with the beard ? I am afraid of him ! Hak . Child , it is Odin - Would'st thou fly from Odin ? Erl . No - no . I fear not the great king in Heaven He is so good and beautiful ; and calls ...
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... thou to bed . Sleep flies from me . This morning The battle must have been ; -and Ekialm And Alf have promised me to come with tidings . Go thou to bed ; and I shall watch alone . Ing . If you permit me . But again I hear That sound ...
... thou to bed . Sleep flies from me . This morning The battle must have been ; -and Ekialm And Alf have promised me to come with tidings . Go thou to bed ; and I shall watch alone . Ing . If you permit me . But again I hear That sound ...
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