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Not hear me ! By my sufferings , but Were sure the chief and best of human race , Fram'd in the very pride and boast of nature . My lord , my lord ! I'm not that abject wretch Ant . But Cleopatra You think me .
Not hear me ! By my sufferings , but Were sure the chief and best of human race , Fram'd in the very pride and boast of nature . My lord , my lord ! I'm not that abject wretch Ant . But Cleopatra You think me .
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Nor ever let my shudd'ring fancy hear Starting and shiv'ring in th ' inconstant wind , The wasting groan , or view the pallid look Meager and pale , the ghost of what I was , Of him the Muses lov'd , * when hope forsook Beneath some ...
Nor ever let my shudd'ring fancy hear Starting and shiv'ring in th ' inconstant wind , The wasting groan , or view the pallid look Meager and pale , the ghost of what I was , Of him the Muses lov'd , * when hope forsook Beneath some ...
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From the dark domains of fear , Launch'd by that hand , the sphere , divinely From the ghastly seats of woe , bright , Hear ! tremendous Hela , hear ! Has left , on eastern clouds , its path of light , Dreadful Power ! whose awful form ...
From the dark domains of fear , Launch'd by that hand , the sphere , divinely From the ghastly seats of woe , bright , Hear ! tremendous Hela , hear ! Has left , on eastern clouds , its path of light , Dreadful Power ! whose awful form ...
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