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...sometimes take "is" and "was" instead of "has" and "had." Thus we say, " He is come," and " He was come." " It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine." — Lycidas. hath) doom'dj swain...

...time unfavourable to good and lawful actions, and therefore favourable to evil. Cf. Lycidas, 101 : ' It was that fatal and perfidious bark Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.' 126 [ACT iv. 30. Slab, close...

...dungeon strayed : The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark ; That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went...

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...dungeon strayed ; The air was calm and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine ! Next Camus, reverend sire, went...

...Canto II. St. 52. The air was calm, and on the level brine, Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd. sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Í. MILTON — Lycidas. Line 98. But hark! what shriek of death...

...dungeon stray'd : The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy,...

...dungeon strayed ; The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, wont...