PoemsEdward Moxon, 1842 - 304 pages |
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... trace the feathered feet of Time ? That massive beam , with curious carvings wrought , Whence the caged linnet soothed my pensive thought ; Those muskets , cased with venerable rust ; Those once - loved forms , still breathing thro ...
... trace the feathered feet of Time ? That massive beam , with curious carvings wrought , Whence the caged linnet soothed my pensive thought ; Those muskets , cased with venerable rust ; Those once - loved forms , still breathing thro ...
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... trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface . On yon grey stone , that fronts the chancel - door , Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more , Each eve we shot the marble thro ' the ring , When the heart danced , and life was in ...
... trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface . On yon grey stone , that fronts the chancel - door , Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more , Each eve we shot the marble thro ' the ring , When the heart danced , and life was in ...
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... Blest MEMORY , hail ! Oh grant the grateful Muse , Her pencil dipt in Nature's living hues , To pass the clouds that round thy empire roll , And trace its airy precincts in the soul . Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain , Our 14.
... Blest MEMORY , hail ! Oh grant the grateful Muse , Her pencil dipt in Nature's living hues , To pass the clouds that round thy empire roll , And trace its airy precincts in the soul . Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain , Our 14.
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... 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 , a PINDAR sung ; Who now but meets him musing , when he ...
... 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 , a PINDAR sung ; Who now but meets him musing , when he ...
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... trace The father's features in his infant face . The hoary grandsire smiles the hour away , Won by the raptures of a game at play ; He bends to meet each artless burst of joy , Forgets his age , and acts again the boy . What tho ' the ...
... trace The father's features in his infant face . The hoary grandsire smiles the hour away , Won by the raptures of a game at play ; He bends to meet each artless burst of joy , Forgets his age , and acts again the boy . What tho ' the ...
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