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... souls , That abler soul , which thence doth flow , Defects of loneliness controls . We then , who are this new soul , know , 30 35 40 45 Of what we are composed and made , For th ' atomies of which we grow Are souls JOHN DONNE [ 123 ]
... souls , That abler soul , which thence doth flow , Defects of loneliness controls . We then , who are this new soul , know , 30 35 40 45 Of what we are composed and made , For th ' atomies of which we grow Are souls JOHN DONNE [ 123 ]
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... soul into the soul may flow , Nor are dross to us , but allay . But that it first imprints the air ; Though it to body first repair . As our blood labors to beget Spirits , as like souls as it can , On man heaven's influence works not ...
... soul into the soul may flow , Nor are dross to us , but allay . But that it first imprints the air ; Though it to body first repair . As our blood labors to beget Spirits , as like souls as it can , On man heaven's influence works not ...
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... soul through the Invisible , Some letter of that After - life to spell : And by and by my Soul returned to me , And answered " I Myself am Heav'n and Hell : ” 67 Heav'n but the Vision of fulfilled Desire , And Hell the Shadow from a Soul ...
... soul through the Invisible , Some letter of that After - life to spell : And by and by my Soul returned to me , And answered " I Myself am Heav'n and Hell : ” 67 Heav'n but the Vision of fulfilled Desire , And Hell the Shadow from a Soul ...
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JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
WILLIAM DUNBAR | 57 |
In hope to stonden 53 in his lady grace | 59 |
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