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Thus Mary , pondering oft , and oft to mind . Recalling what remarkably had pass'd Since first her salutation heard , with thoughts Meekly composed awaited the fulfilling : The while her Son , tracing the desert wild , 34 REGAINED .
Thus Mary , pondering oft , and oft to mind . Recalling what remarkably had pass'd Since first her salutation heard , with thoughts Meekly composed awaited the fulfilling : The while her Son , tracing the desert wild , 34 REGAINED .
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Believe not these suggestions which proceed From anguish of the mind and humors black , That mingle with thy fancy . I , however , Must not omit a father's timely care To prosecute the means of thy deliverance By ransom , or how else ...
Believe not these suggestions which proceed From anguish of the mind and humors black , That mingle with thy fancy . I , however , Must not omit a father's timely care To prosecute the means of thy deliverance By ransom , or how else ...
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... And all that band them to resist His uncontrollable intent ; His servants he , with new acquist Of true experience from this great event , With peace and consolation hath dismiss'd , And calm of mind , all passion spent . } COMUS .
... And all that band them to resist His uncontrollable intent ; His servants he , with new acquist Of true experience from this great event , With peace and consolation hath dismiss'd , And calm of mind , all passion spent . } COMUS .
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