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Page 44
... hill 36 36 But the little soul is a vapour that hovers round the mar- shy lake . It never rises on the green hill . ] Par . Lost , xii . 626 . inverted . From the other hill To their fixed stations , all in bright array , The cherubim ...
... hill 36 36 But the little soul is a vapour that hovers round the mar- shy lake . It never rises on the green hill . ] Par . Lost , xii . 626 . inverted . From the other hill To their fixed stations , all in bright array , The cherubim ...
Page 387
... hill had concealed ! Thee I would comfort , my love , and bring thee to thy father's house . But is it she that ... hill ; I heard and mourn- ed thee , Shilric ! Yes , my fair , I return ; but I alone of my race . Thou shalt see them no ...
... hill had concealed ! Thee I would comfort , my love , and bring thee to thy father's house . But is it she that ... hill ; I heard and mourn- ed thee , Shilric ! Yes , my fair , I return ; but I alone of my race . Thou shalt see them no ...
Page 410
... hill I return , O Morna , from the hill of the flying deer . Three have I slain with my bow ; three with my panting dogs . Daughter of Cormac - Carbre , I love thee as my soul . I have slain a deer for thee . High was his branchy head ...
... hill I return , O Morna , from the hill of the flying deer . Three have I slain with my bow ; three with my panting dogs . Daughter of Cormac - Carbre , I love thee as my soul . I have slain a deer for thee . High was his branchy head ...
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