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Yet should this Verse , my leisure's best resource , When thro ' the world it steals its secret course , Revive but once a generous wish supprest , Chase but a sigh , or charm a care to rest ; In one good deed a fleeting hour employ ...
Yet should this Verse , my leisure's best resource , When thro ' the world it steals its secret course , Revive but once a generous wish supprest , Chase but a sigh , or charm a care to rest ; In one good deed a fleeting hour employ ...
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What secret charms this silent spot endear ? Mark yon old Mansion frowning thro ' the trees , Whose hollow turret wooes the whistling breeze . That casement , arched with ivy's brownest shade , First to these eyes the light of heaven ...
What secret charms this silent spot endear ? Mark yon old Mansion frowning thro ' the trees , Whose hollow turret wooes the whistling breeze . That casement , arched with ivy's brownest shade , First to these eyes the light of heaven ...
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... each secret pathway tries ; Till the thin leaves the truant boy disclose , Long on the wood - moss stretched in sweet repose . Nor yet to pleasing objects are confined The silent feasts of the reflecting mind .
... each secret pathway tries ; Till the thin leaves the truant boy disclose , Long on the wood - moss stretched in sweet repose . Nor yet to pleasing objects are confined The silent feasts of the reflecting mind .
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A crystal water crossed the pebbled floor , And on the front these simple lines it bore . a a Hence away , nor dare intrude ! In this secret , shadowy cell Musing MEMORY loves to dwell , With her sister Solitude .
A crystal water crossed the pebbled floor , And on the front these simple lines it bore . a a Hence away , nor dare intrude ! In this secret , shadowy cell Musing MEMORY loves to dwell , With her sister Solitude .
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Apart she joins his little hands in prayer , Telling of Him who sees in secret there ! And now the volume on her knee has caught His wandering eye — now many a written thought Never to die , with many a lisping sweet His moving ...
Apart she joins his little hands in prayer , Telling of Him who sees in secret there ! And now the volume on her knee has caught His wandering eye — now many a written thought Never to die , with many a lisping sweet His moving ...
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ancient bids bless blest born breathe bright called charm child claim close clouds Columbus comes dark dead deep delight dream earth face father fear feeling fire flowers flows gaze give glows gold gone green grove half hand hear heart Heaven Hence hope hour inspire land leaves light live look lost meet MEMORY mind moves Nature never night o'er o’er once passed play pleasure pure rest rise round sacred sail says scene secret shade shed shine shore sigh silent sits sleep smile song soon soul speaks spirit spring stood sung sweet tears thee thine things thou thought thro trace triumphs truth turn Twas virtue voice wake wandering watch wave weep wild wind wings wish young youth
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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