[…] this spiritual edge shall either turn again, or, through our weak wieldance, not enter the stubborn and thick hide of obdured hearts […]
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And I knewe not that there were Sparrowes in the wall, and mine eyes being open, the Sparrowes muted warme doung into mine eyes,...
[…] a conchoidal hyperbola with an oval at its convexity.
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