Our pathway leads but to a precipice; And all must follow, fearful as it is ! From the first step 'tis known; but — No delay! On, 'tis decreed. We tremble and obey. A thousand ills beset us as we go. — " Still, could I shun the fatal gulf "—Ah,... Literary Gazette and Journal of Belles Lettres, Arts, Sciences, Etc - Էջ 89 խմբագրել է - 1819 Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող -
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