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Page 84
And some , not here called forth , may slumber on Till this vain pageant of a world
is gone ; Lying too deep for things that perish here , Waiting for life — but in a
nobler sphere ! Look where he comes ! Rejoicing in his birth , Awhile he moves
as ...
And some , not here called forth , may slumber on Till this vain pageant of a world
is gone ; Lying too deep for things that perish here , Waiting for life — but in a
nobler sphere ! Look where he comes ! Rejoicing in his birth , Awhile he moves
as ...
Page 85
Tis past , ' tis gone , And in his darkness as he journeys on , Nothing revives him
but the blessed ray That now breaks in , nor ever knows decay , Sent from a
better world to light him on his way . How great the Mystery ! Let others sing The ...
Tis past , ' tis gone , And in his darkness as he journeys on , Nothing revives him
but the blessed ray That now breaks in , nor ever knows decay , Sent from a
better world to light him on his way . How great the Mystery ! Let others sing The ...
Page 165
Long had she kissed him as he slept , Long o'er his pillow hung and wept ; And ,
as she passed her father's door , She stood as she would stir no more . But she is
gone , and gone for ever ! No , never shall they clasp her — never ! They sit and ...
Long had she kissed him as he slept , Long o'er his pillow hung and wept ; And ,
as she passed her father's door , She stood as she would stir no more . But she is
gone , and gone for ever ! No , never shall they clasp her — never ! They sit and ...
Page 177
These things , for ever in her mind , Oh are they gone from yours ? Two kneeling
at your feet behold ; One - one how young ; —nor yet the other old . Oh spurn
them not - nor look so coldIf Jacqueline be cast away , Her bridal be her dying
day .
These things , for ever in her mind , Oh are they gone from yours ? Two kneeling
at your feet behold ; One - one how young ; —nor yet the other old . Oh spurn
them not - nor look so coldIf Jacqueline be cast away , Her bridal be her dying
day .
Page 226
When her fleets of war Had swept the main ; when not an adverse prow , From
pole to pole , far as the sea - bird flies , Ruffled the tide ; and they themselves
were gone , Gone from the eyes and from the minds of men , Their dreadful
errands so ...
When her fleets of war Had swept the main ; when not an adverse prow , From
pole to pole , far as the sea - bird flies , Ruffled the tide ; and they themselves
were gone , Gone from the eyes and from the minds of men , Their dreadful
errands so ...
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| Title | Poems |
| Author | Samuel Rogers |
| Publisher | Lea and Blanchard, 1843 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 11 Sep 2007 |
| Length | 316 pages |
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