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Oh could my mind , unfolded in my page , Enlighten climes and mould a future
age ; There as it glowed , with noblest frenzy fraught , Dispense the treasures of
exalted thought ; To Virtue wake the pulses of the heart , And bid the tear of ...
Oh could my mind , unfolded in my page , Enlighten climes and mould a future
age ; There as it glowed , with noblest frenzy fraught , Dispense the treasures of
exalted thought ; To Virtue wake the pulses of the heart , And bid the tear of ...
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ASLEEP 171 FROM A GREEK EPIGRAM 172 FROM EURIPIDES 172 FROM AN
ITALIAN SONNET 173 A CHARACTER 173 CAPTIVITY 174 A FAREWELL 175
THE SAILOR 176 TO AN OLD OAK 178 TO TWO SISTERS 181 ON A TEAR .
ASLEEP 171 FROM A GREEK EPIGRAM 172 FROM EURIPIDES 172 FROM AN
ITALIAN SONNET 173 A CHARACTER 173 CAPTIVITY 174 A FAREWELL 175
THE SAILOR 176 TO AN OLD OAK 178 TO TWO SISTERS 181 ON A TEAR .
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Twas here , at eve , we formed our fairy ring ; And Fancy fluttered on her wildest
wing . Giants and genii chained each wondering ear ; And orphan - sorrows drew
the ready tear . Oft 8.
Twas here , at eve , we formed our fairy ring ; And Fancy fluttered on her wildest
wing . Giants and genii chained each wondering ear ; And orphan - sorrows drew
the ready tear . Oft 8.
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And orphan - sorrows drew the ready tear . Oft with the babes we wandered in
the wood , Or viewed the forest - feats of Robin Hood : Oft , fancy - led , at
midnight's fearful hour , With startling step we scaled the lonely tower ; O'er infant
...
And orphan - sorrows drew the ready tear . Oft with the babes we wandered in
the wood , Or viewed the forest - feats of Robin Hood : Oft , fancy - led , at
midnight's fearful hour , With startling step we scaled the lonely tower ; O'er infant
...
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Mute is the bell that rung at peep of dawn , Quickening my truant - feet across the
lawn ; Unheard the shout that rent the noontide air , When the slow dial gave a
pause to care . Up springs , at every step , to claim a tear , Some little friendship ...
Mute is the bell that rung at peep of dawn , Quickening my truant - feet across the
lawn ; Unheard the shout that rent the noontide air , When the slow dial gave a
pause to care . Up springs , at every step , to claim a tear , Some little friendship ...
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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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