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... In one good deed a fleeting hour employ , Or flush one faded cheek with honest joy ; Blest were my lines , tho ' limited their sphere , Tho ' short their date , as his who traced thein here . 1793 . ILLUSTRATIONS . A GARDEN SCENE .
... In one good deed a fleeting hour employ , Or flush one faded cheek with honest joy ; Blest were my lines , tho ' limited their sphere , Tho ' short their date , as his who traced thein here . 1793 . ILLUSTRATIONS . A GARDEN SCENE .
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A GARDEN SCENE . ENGRAVED BY MILLER , FROM A DRAWING BY TURNER . LEWELLYN HALL , ENGRAVED BY MILLER , FROM A DRAWING BY TURNER . 1 SUNRISE ON TORNARO . ENGRAVED BY WALLIS , FROM A DRAWING BY TURNER , THE RIALTO BY MOONLIGHT .
A GARDEN SCENE . ENGRAVED BY MILLER , FROM A DRAWING BY TURNER . LEWELLYN HALL , ENGRAVED BY MILLER , FROM A DRAWING BY TURNER . 1 SUNRISE ON TORNARO . ENGRAVED BY WALLIS , FROM A DRAWING BY TURNER , THE RIALTO BY MOONLIGHT .
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Hence arises our attachment to inanimate objects ; hence also , in some degree , the love of our country , and the emotion with which we contemplate the celebrated scenes of antiquity . Hence a picture directs our thoughts to the ...
Hence arises our attachment to inanimate objects ; hence also , in some degree , the love of our country , and the emotion with which we contemplate the celebrated scenes of antiquity . Hence a picture directs our thoughts to the ...
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Twilight's soft dews steal o'er the village - green , With magic tints to harmonize the scene . Stilled is the hum that thro ' the hamlet broke , When round the ruins of their ancient oak The peasants flocked to hear the minstrel play ...
Twilight's soft dews steal o'er the village - green , With magic tints to harmonize the scene . Stilled is the hum that thro ' the hamlet broke , When round the ruins of their ancient oak The peasants flocked to hear the minstrel play ...
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The mouldering gateway strews the grass - grown court , Once the calm scene of many a simple sport ; When nature pleased , for life itself was new , And the heart promised what the fancy drew . See , thro ' the fractured pediment ...
The mouldering gateway strews the grass - grown court , Once the calm scene of many a simple sport ; When nature pleased , for life itself was new , And the heart promised what the fancy drew . See , thro ' the fractured pediment ...
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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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