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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 ...
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 ...
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The associating principle , as here employed , is no less conducive to virtue than to happiness ; and , as such , it frequently discovers itself in the most tumultuous scenes of life . It addresses our finer feelings , and gives ...
The associating principle , as here employed , is no less conducive to virtue than to happiness ; and , as such , it frequently discovers itself in the most tumultuous scenes of life . It addresses our finer feelings , and gives ...
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What tho ' the iron school of War erase Each milder virtue , and each softer grace ; What tho ' the fiend's torpedo - touch arrest Each gentler , finer impulse of the breast ; Still shall this active principle preside , And wake the ...
What tho ' the iron school of War erase Each milder virtue , and each softer grace ; What tho ' the fiend's torpedo - touch arrest Each gentler , finer impulse of the breast ; Still shall this active principle preside , And wake the ...
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From Thee that bosom - spring of rapture flows , Which only Virtue , tranquil Virtue , knows . When Joy's bright sun has shed his evening - ray , And Hope's delusive meteors cease to play ; When clouds on clouds the smiling prospect ...
From Thee that bosom - spring of rapture flows , Which only Virtue , tranquil Virtue , knows . When Joy's bright sun has shed his evening - ray , And Hope's delusive meteors cease to play ; When clouds on clouds the smiling prospect ...
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Ah ! why should Virtue fear the frowns of Fate ? Hers what no wealth can buy , no power create ! A little world of clear and cloudless day , Nor wrecked by storms , nor mouldered by decay ; A world , with MEMORY's ceaseless sun shine ...
Ah ! why should Virtue fear the frowns of Fate ? Hers what no wealth can buy , no power create ! A little world of clear and cloudless day , Nor wrecked by storms , nor mouldered by decay ; A world , with MEMORY's ceaseless sun shine ...
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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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