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... souls , That abler soul , which thence doth flow , Defects of loneliness controls . We then , who are this new soul , know , Of what we are composed and made , 5 IO 15 20 20 25 30 35 40 45 For th ' atomies of which we grow Are souls ...
... souls , That abler soul , which thence doth flow , Defects of loneliness controls . We then , who are this new soul , know , Of what we are composed and made , 5 IO 15 20 20 25 30 35 40 45 For th ' atomies of which we grow Are souls ...
Page 124
... soul into the soul may flow , Though it to body first repair . As our blood labors to beget Spirits , as like souls as it can , 60 Because such fingers need to knit That subtle knot , which makes us man : So must pure lovers ' souls ...
... soul into the soul may flow , Though it to body first repair . As our blood labors to beget Spirits , as like souls as it can , 60 Because such fingers need to knit That subtle knot , which makes us man : So must pure lovers ' souls ...
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Warren Taylor, Donald Hall. No Coward Soul Is Mine No coward soul is mine , No trembler in the world's storm - troubled sphere : I see Heaven's glories shine , And faith shines equal , arming me from fear . O God within my breast ...
Warren Taylor, Donald Hall. No Coward Soul Is Mine No coward soul is mine , No trembler in the world's storm - troubled sphere : I see Heaven's glories shine , And faith shines equal , arming me from fear . O God within my breast ...
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