The savoury pulp they chew and in the rind Still as they thirsted scoop the brimming Gustave Dore (1832-1883)

Gustave Dore – The savoury pulp they chew and in the rind Still as they thirsted scoop the brimming

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Painter: Gustave Dore

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Gustave Dore - With head hands wings or feet pursues his way And swims or sinks or wades or creeps

Gustave Dore - Heaven rung With jubilee and loud hosannas filled The eternal regions

Gustave Dore - And many more too long Embryos and idiots eremites and friars

Gustave Dore - Me miserable which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair

Gustave Dore - Now to the ascent of that steep savage hill Satan hath journeyd on pensive and slow

Gustave Dore - A happy rural seat of various view

Gustave Dore - So promised he and Uriel to his charge

Gustave Dore - These to the bower direct In search of whom they sought

Gustave Dore - Nor mor but fled Murmuring and with him fled the shades of night

Gustave Dore - Leaning half naked with looks of cordial love Hung over her enamoured

Gustave Dore - Eastward amoung those trees what glorious shape Comes this way moving

Gustave Dore - To whom the winged Hierarch replied O Adam one Almighty is from whom All things proceed

Gustave Dore - This greeting on thy impious crest receive

Gustave Dore - Now storming fury rose And clamour such as heard in heaven till now Was never

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