The Oxford Anthology of American Literature, Band 1William Rose Benét, Norman Holmes Pearson Oxford University Press, 1938 - 1658 Seiten |
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... clouds , there came into my mind so sweet a sense of the glorious majesty and grace of God , that I know not how to express . I seemed to see them both in a sweet conjunction ; majesty and meekness joined together ; it was a gen- tle ...
... clouds , there came into my mind so sweet a sense of the glorious majesty and grace of God , that I know not how to express . I seemed to see them both in a sweet conjunction ; majesty and meekness joined together ; it was a gen- tle ...
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... cloud , hovering in the gold radiance of the upper atmosphere . Stepping from one to another of the clouds that rested on the hills , and thence to the loftier brotherhood that sailed in air , it seemed almost as if a mortal man might ...
... cloud , hovering in the gold radiance of the upper atmosphere . Stepping from one to another of the clouds that rested on the hills , and thence to the loftier brotherhood that sailed in air , it seemed almost as if a mortal man might ...
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... cloud like a banner streaming behind in golden and silver wreaths , like many a downy cloud which I have seen , high ... clouds stretching far behind and rising higher and higher , going to heaven while the cars are going to Boston ...
... cloud like a banner streaming behind in golden and silver wreaths , like many a downy cloud which I have seen , high ... clouds stretching far behind and rising higher and higher , going to heaven while the cars are going to Boston ...
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A True Relation of Virginia | 3 |
Richard Rich fl 1610 | 11 |
Nathaniel Ward c 15781652 | 20 |
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