PoemsEdward Moxon, 1842 - 304 pages |
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... bless is to be blest ! We led the bending beggar on his way , ( Bare were his feet , his tresses silver - grey ) Soothed the keen pangs his aged spirit felt , And on his tale with mute attention dwelt . As in his scrip we dropt our ...
... bless is to be blest ! We led the bending beggar on his way , ( Bare were his feet , his tresses silver - grey ) Soothed the keen pangs his aged spirit felt , And on his tale with mute attention dwelt . As in his scrip we dropt our ...
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... blessed the beacon's glimmering height , That faintly tipt the feathery surge with light ; But now the morn with orient hues pourtrayed Each castled cliff , and brown monastic shade : All touched the talisman's resistless spring , And ...
... blessed the beacon's glimmering height , That faintly tipt the feathery surge with light ; But now the morn with orient hues pourtrayed Each castled cliff , and brown monastic shade : All touched the talisman's resistless spring , And ...
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... bless the shade , and bid the verdure bloom : So TULLY paused , amid the wrecks of Time , On the rude stone to trace the truth sublime ; When at his feet , in honoured dust disclosed , The immortal sage of Syracuse reposed . And as he ...
... bless the shade , and bid the verdure bloom : So TULLY paused , amid the wrecks of Time , On the rude stone to trace the truth sublime ; When at his feet , in honoured dust disclosed , The immortal sage of Syracuse reposed . And as he ...
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... points her flight ? Monarchs have gazed , and nations blessed the sight . Pile rocks on rocks , bid woods and mountains rise , Eclipse her native shades , her native skies : - ' Tis vain ! thro ' Ether's pathless wilds she 21.
... points her flight ? Monarchs have gazed , and nations blessed the sight . Pile rocks on rocks , bid woods and mountains rise , Eclipse her native shades , her native skies : - ' Tis vain ! thro ' Ether's pathless wilds she 21.
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Samuel Rogers. To each soft note return as soft a sigh , And bless the youth that bids her slumbers fly . But not till Time has calmed the ruffled breast , Are these fond dreams of happiness confest . Not till the rushing winds forget to ...
Samuel Rogers. To each soft note return as soft a sigh , And bless the youth that bids her slumbers fly . But not till Time has calmed the ruffled breast , Are these fond dreams of happiness confest . Not till the rushing winds forget to ...
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