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... Absalom— For his estranged , misguided Absalom- The proud , bright being , who had burst away In all his princely beauty , to defy The heart that cherished him — for him he poured , In agony that would not be controlled , Strong ...
... Absalom— For his estranged , misguided Absalom- The proud , bright being , who had burst away In all his princely beauty , to defy The heart that cherished him — for him he poured , In agony that would not be controlled , Strong ...
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... Absalom ! " Cold is thy brow , my son ! and I am chil As to my bosom I have tried to press tue . How was I wont to feel my pulses thrill , Like a rich harp - string , yearning to carra thee , And hear thy sweet " my father " from ne ...
... Absalom ! " Cold is thy brow , my son ! and I am chil As to my bosom I have tried to press tue . How was I wont to feel my pulses thrill , Like a rich harp - string , yearning to carra thee , And hear thy sweet " my father " from ne ...
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... Absalom ! " And now , farewell ! ' Tis hard to give thee up , With death so like a gentle slumber on thee : - And thy dark sin ! -Oh ! I could drink the cup , If from this wo its bitterness hac won thee . May God have called thee , like ...
... Absalom ! " And now , farewell ! ' Tis hard to give thee up , With death so like a gentle slumber on thee : - And thy dark sin ! -Oh ! I could drink the cup , If from this wo its bitterness hac won thee . May God have called thee , like ...
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