PoemsMoxon, 1860 - 306 pages |
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Page xxxii
... thine ' Ne'er to forget some volume half divine , ' Shakspeare's or Dryden's , thro ' the chequered shade ' Borne in thy hand behind thee as we strayed ; ' And when we sate ( and many a halt we made ) To read there with a fervour all ...
... thine ' Ne'er to forget some volume half divine , ' Shakspeare's or Dryden's , thro ' the chequered shade ' Borne in thy hand behind thee as we strayed ; ' And when we sate ( and many a halt we made ) To read there with a fervour all ...
Page xxxix
... thine , Maria , thine without a sigh , ' At midnight in a sister's arms to die ! ' Oh thou wert lovely - lovely was thy frame , ' And pure thy spirit as from Heaven it came ! ' And when recalled to join the blest above , Thou diedst ...
... thine , Maria , thine without a sigh , ' At midnight in a sister's arms to die ! ' Oh thou wert lovely - lovely was thy frame , ' And pure thy spirit as from Heaven it came ! ' And when recalled to join the blest above , Thou diedst ...
Page 22
... thine to animate her closing eye ; Alas ! ' twas thine perchance the first to die , Crushed by her meagre hand when welcomed from the sky . Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn , Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn . O'er ...
... thine to animate her closing eye ; Alas ! ' twas thine perchance the first to die , Crushed by her meagre hand when welcomed from the sky . Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn , Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn . O'er ...
Page 67
... thine to meditate an humbler flight , When morning fills the fields with rosy light ; Be thine to blend , nor thine a vulgar aim , Repose with dignity , with Quiet fame . Here no state - chambers in long line unfold , Bright with broad ...
... thine to meditate an humbler flight , When morning fills the fields with rosy light ; Be thine to blend , nor thine a vulgar aim , Repose with dignity , with Quiet fame . Here no state - chambers in long line unfold , Bright with broad ...
Page 68
... thine erring friend so long forget ( Sweet source of pensive joy and fond regret ) That here its warmest hues the pencil flings , Lo ! here the lost restores , the absent brings ; And still the Few best loved and most revered Rise round ...
... thine erring friend so long forget ( Sweet source of pensive joy and fond regret ) That here its warmest hues the pencil flings , Lo ! here the lost restores , the absent brings ; And still the Few best loved and most revered Rise round ...
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