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Page 35
Oft at the silent , shadowy close of day , When the hushed grove has sung its
parting lay ; When pensive Twilight , in her dusky car , Comes slowly on to meet
the evening - star ; Above , below , a๋rial murmurs swell , From hanging wood ...
Oft at the silent , shadowy close of day , When the hushed grove has sung its
parting lay ; When pensive Twilight , in her dusky car , Comes slowly on to meet
the evening - star ; Above , below , a๋rial murmurs swell , From hanging wood ...
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... While , her dark eyes declining , by his side Moves in her virgin - veil the gentle
bride . And once , alas , nor in a distant hour , Another voice shall come from
yonder tower ; When in dim chambers long black weeds are seen , And
weepings ...
... While , her dark eyes declining , by his side Moves in her virgin - veil the gentle
bride . And once , alas , nor in a distant hour , Another voice shall come from
yonder tower ; When in dim chambers long black weeds are seen , And
weepings ...
Page 65
How oft , as dead , on the warm turf we lie , While many an emmet comes with
curious eye ; And on her nest the watchful wren sits by ! Nor do we speak or
move , or hear or see ; So like what once we were , and once again shall be ! And
say ...
How oft , as dead , on the warm turf we lie , While many an emmet comes with
curious eye ; And on her nest the watchful wren sits by ! Nor do we speak or
move , or hear or see ; So like what once we were , and once again shall be ! And
say ...
Page 68
And some , not here called forth , may slumber on Till this vain pageant of a world
is gone ; Lying too deep for things that perish here , Waiting for life -- but in a
nobler sphere ! Look where he comes ! Rejoicing in his birth , Awhile he moves
as ...
And some , not here called forth , may slumber on Till this vain pageant of a world
is gone ; Lying too deep for things that perish here , Waiting for life -- but in a
nobler sphere ! Look where he comes ! Rejoicing in his birth , Awhile he moves
as ...
Page 69
He comes — she clasps him . To her bosom pressed , He drinks the balm of life ,
and drops to rest . Her by her smile how soon the Stranger knows ; How soon by
his the glad discovery shows ! As to her lips she lifts the lovely boy , What ...
He comes — she clasps him . To her bosom pressed , He drinks the balm of life ,
and drops to rest . Her by her smile how soon the Stranger knows ; How soon by
his the glad discovery shows ! As to her lips she lifts the lovely boy , What ...
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Bibliographic information
| Title | Poems |
| Author | Samuel Rogers |
| Edition | 2 |
| Publisher | Edward Moxon, 1842 |
| Original from | The British Library |
| Digitized | 24 Nov 2016 |
| Length | 304 pages |
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