The Illustrated ByronD. Appleton & Company, 1855 - 660 頁 |
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第 1 到 3 筆結果，共 8 筆
第 400 頁
... Anah . I love Azaziel more than What was I going to impious . My sister , though -oh , too much ! - say ? my heart grows Aho . And where is the impiety of loving Celestial natures ? Anah . But , Aholibamah , I love our God less since ...
... Anah . I love Azaziel more than What was I going to impious . My sister , though -oh , too much ! - say ? my heart grows Aho . And where is the impiety of loving Celestial natures ? Anah . But , Aholibamah , I love our God less since ...
第 401 頁
... Anah . Sister ! sister ! I view them winging Their bright way through the parted night . Aho . The clouds from off their pinions flinging , As though they bore to - morrow's light . Anah . But if our father see the sight ! Aho . He ...
... Anah . Sister ! sister ! I view them winging Their bright way through the parted night . Aho . The clouds from off their pinions flinging , As though they bore to - morrow's light . Anah . But if our father see the sight ! Aho . He ...
第 409 頁
... Anah . Thus . Sister ! sister ! speak not Yes , for thee : Aza . Fearest thou , my Anah ? Anah . I would resign the greater remnant of This little life of mine , before one hour Of thine eternity should know a pang . Japh . It is for ...
... Anah . Thus . Sister ! sister ! speak not Yes , for thee : Aza . Fearest thou , my Anah ? Anah . I would resign the greater remnant of This little life of mine , before one hour Of thine eternity should know a pang . Japh . It is for ...
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