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Página 145 - God, merciful Father, that despisest not the sighing of a contrite heart, nor the desire of such as be sorrowful: mercifully assist our prayers that we make before thee in all our troubles and adversities, whensoever they oppress us...
Página 27 - And soar unwearied through the air, dividing The water-shedding clouds. Upon my flight Horrific honours wait ; the hollow skulls, That low descending from my neck depend, Emit fierce music as they clash together, Or strike the trembling plates that gird my loins ; Loose stream on every side my woven locks, In lengthening braids ; upon my pond'rous staff The string of bells, light waving to and fro, Jangles incessantly ; my banner floats Upborne upon the wailing breeze, whose tone Is deepened by the...
Página 27 - Now wake the terrors of the place, beset With crowding and malignant fiends ; the flames From funeral pyres scarce lend their sullen light, Clogged with their fleshly prey, to dissipate The fearful gloom that hems them in. Pale ghosts Sport with foul goblins, and their dissonant mirths In shrill respondent shrieks is echoed round.