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As thro ' the garden's desert paths I rove , What fond illusions swarm in every grove ! How oft , when purple evening tinged the west , We watched the emmet to her grainy nest ; Welcomed the wild - bee home on weary wing , Laden with ...
As thro ' the garden's desert paths I rove , What fond illusions swarm in every grove ! How oft , when purple evening tinged the west , We watched the emmet to her grainy nest ; Welcomed the wild - bee home on weary wing , Laden with ...
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... recesses of the past , O'er dusky forms in chains of slumber cast ; With giant - grasp fling back the folds of night , And snatch the faithless fugitive to light . So thro ' the grove the impatient mother flies , Each sunless glade ...
... recesses of the past , O'er dusky forms in chains of slumber cast ; With giant - grasp fling back the folds of night , And snatch the faithless fugitive to light . So thro ' the grove the impatient mother flies , Each sunless glade ...
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Thus , thro ' the gloom of SHENSTONE's fairy - grove , MARIA's urn still breathes the voice of love . As the stern grandeur of a Gothic tower Awes us less deeply in its morning - hour , Than when the shades of Time serenely fall On ...
Thus , thro ' the gloom of SHENSTONE's fairy - grove , MARIA's urn still breathes the voice of love . As the stern grandeur of a Gothic tower Awes us less deeply in its morning - hour , Than when the shades of Time serenely fall On ...
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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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Each osier isle , inverted on the wave , Thro ' morn's grey mist its melting colours gave ; And , o'er the cygnet's haunt , the mantling grove Its emerald arch with wild luxuriance wove . Light as the breeze that brushed the orient dew ...
Each osier isle , inverted on the wave , Thro ' morn's grey mist its melting colours gave ; And , o'er the cygnet's haunt , the mantling grove Its emerald arch with wild luxuriance wove . Light as the breeze that brushed the orient dew ...
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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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