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What though the world be lost in horrid fears, like to benighted Men? And in that night, what although Groans (like Screams of Owls ) grow loud; and Joyes (like dying Swans ) have sung their last? Yet what's all this, to those that are at rest? 'Tis to the waking, to the living 'tis, that the Winds roar, and that the Billows foam; that the Masts crack, and that the Cordage bursts; that Clouds hide Heaven, and the Waves the Clouds: |
What though the world be lost in horrid fears, like to benighted Men? And in that night, what although Groans (like Screams of Owls) grow loud; and Joys (like dying Swans) have sung their last? Yet what's all this, to those that Are At rest? It's to the waking, to the living it's, that the Winds roar, and that the Billows foam; that the Masts Crac, and that the Cordage bursts; that Clouds hide Heaven, and the Waves the Clouds: |
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