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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 sweets , the choicest of the spring ! How oft inscribed , with Friendship's votive rhyme ...
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 sweets , the choicest of the spring ! How oft inscribed , with Friendship's votive rhyme ...
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But when the sons of peace , of pleasure sleep , When only Sorrow wakes , and wakes to weep , What spells entrance my visionary mind With sighs so sweet , with transports so refined ? Ethereal Power ! who at the noon of night Recall'st ...
But when the sons of peace , of pleasure sleep , When only Sorrow wakes , and wakes to weep , What spells entrance my visionary mind With sighs so sweet , with transports so refined ? Ethereal Power ! who at the noon of night Recall'st ...
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... 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 long in sweet delusion hung , Where once a Plato taught ...
... 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 long in sweet delusion hung , Where once a Plato taught ...
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The intrepid Swiss , who guards a foreign shore , Condemned to climb his mountain - cliffs no more , If chance he hears that song so sweet , so wild , His heart would spring to hear it when a child , Melts at the long - lost scenes that ...
The intrepid Swiss , who guards a foreign shore , Condemned to climb his mountain - cliffs no more , If chance he hears that song so sweet , so wild , His heart would spring to hear it when a child , Melts at the long - lost scenes that ...
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Sweet bird ! thy truth shall Harlem's walls attest , And unborn ages consecrate thy nest . When , with the silent energy of grief , With looks that asked , yet dared not hope relief , Want with her babes round generous Valour clung ...
Sweet bird ! thy truth shall Harlem's walls attest , And unborn ages consecrate thy nest . When , with the silent energy of grief , With looks that asked , yet dared not hope relief , Want with her babes round generous Valour clung ...
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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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