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Each heavenly word , by whose hid flame Our hard hearts shall strike fire , the same Shall flourish on thy brows , and be Both fire to us and flame to thee ; Whose light shall live bright in thy face By glory , in our hearts by grace .
Each heavenly word , by whose hid flame Our hard hearts shall strike fire , the same Shall flourish on thy brows , and be Both fire to us and flame to thee ; Whose light shall live bright in thy face By glory , in our hearts by grace .
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This is the mistress flame ; and duteous he Her happy fire - works , here , comes down to see . O most poor - spirited of men ! Had thy cold pencil kissed her pen , Thou couldst not so unkindly err To show us this faint shade for her .
This is the mistress flame ; and duteous he Her happy fire - works , here , comes down to see . O most poor - spirited of men ! Had thy cold pencil kissed her pen , Thou couldst not so unkindly err To show us this faint shade for her .
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I FEED A FLAME WITHIN I feed a flame within , which so torments me That it both pains my heart and yet contents me : ' Tis such a pleasing smart , and I so love it , That I had rather die than once remove it .
I FEED A FLAME WITHIN I feed a flame within , which so torments me That it both pains my heart and yet contents me : ' Tis such a pleasing smart , and I so love it , That I had rather die than once remove it .
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ABBREVIATIONS AND REFERENCES | 488 |
A SHORTTITLE LIST OF POETICAL | 519 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES | 528 |
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