Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Էջ 34
How , then , could Nature teach thee true religion , Deprived of chese ? Nature can teach to sin , But ' tis the priest alone can teach remorse , Can bid St. Peter ope the gates of heaven , And from the penal fires of purgatory Absolve ...
How , then , could Nature teach thee true religion , Deprived of chese ? Nature can teach to sin , But ' tis the priest alone can teach remorse , Can bid St. Peter ope the gates of heaven , And from the penal fires of purgatory Absolve ...
Էջ 35
Ye have told me , sirs , That Nature only teaches man to sin ! If it be sin to seek the wounded lamb , To bind its wounds , and bathe them with my tears . This is what Nature taught ! No , fathers ! no , It is not Nature that can teach ...
Ye have told me , sirs , That Nature only teaches man to sin ! If it be sin to seek the wounded lamb , To bind its wounds , and bathe them with my tears . This is what Nature taught ! No , fathers ! no , It is not Nature that can teach ...
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Reflection , too , may love the hour When nature , hid in winter's grave , No more expands the bursting bud , Or bids the flowret bloom . For nature soon in spring's best charms Shall rise revived from winter's grave , Again expand the ...
Reflection , too , may love the hour When nature , hid in winter's grave , No more expands the bursting bud , Or bids the flowret bloom . For nature soon in spring's best charms Shall rise revived from winter's grave , Again expand the ...
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