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Pagina 46
... FIRE - DRAGON Before attacking the fire - dragon Beowulf once more and for the last time makes his " battle - boast " in the presence of his followers . Beowulf said to them , brave words spoke he : " Brunt of battles I bore in my youth ...
... FIRE - DRAGON Before attacking the fire - dragon Beowulf once more and for the last time makes his " battle - boast " in the presence of his followers . Beowulf said to them , brave words spoke he : " Brunt of battles I bore in my youth ...
Pagina 311
... fire but I. My faultless breast the furnace is , the fuel wounding thorns ; Love is the fire and sighs the smoke , the ashes shames and scorns ; 10 The fuel Justice layeth on , and Mercy blows the coals , The metal in this furnace ...
... fire but I. My faultless breast the furnace is , the fuel wounding thorns ; Love is the fire and sighs the smoke , the ashes shames and scorns ; 10 The fuel Justice layeth on , and Mercy blows the coals , The metal in this furnace ...
Pagina 341
... fire Which many legions of true hearts had warmed ; And so the general of hot desire . Was , sleeping , by a virgin hand disarmed . This brand she quenched in a cool well by , Which from Love's fire took heat perpetual , Growing a bath ...
... fire Which many legions of true hearts had warmed ; And so the general of hot desire . Was , sleeping , by a virgin hand disarmed . This brand she quenched in a cool well by , Which from Love's fire took heat perpetual , Growing a bath ...
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