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... Twas sad by fits , by starts ' twas wild . But thou , O Hope , with eyes so fair , What was thy delightful measure ? Still it whispered promised pleasure , And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain ...
... Twas sad by fits , by starts ' twas wild . But thou , O Hope , with eyes so fair , What was thy delightful measure ? Still it whispered promised pleasure , And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain ...
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... twas all about , ' Young Peterkin , he cries ; And little Wilhelmine looks up With wonder - waiting eyes ; ' Now tell us all about the war , And what they fought each other for . ' ' It was the English , ' Kaspar cried , ' Who put the ...
... twas all about , ' Young Peterkin , he cries ; And little Wilhelmine looks up With wonder - waiting eyes ; ' Now tell us all about the war , And what they fought each other for . ' ' It was the English , ' Kaspar cried , ' Who put the ...
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... Twas bright , ' twas heavenly , but ' tis past ! Oh ! ever thus , from childhood's hour , I've seen my fondest hopes decay : I never loved a tree or flower , But ' twas the first to fade away . I never nursed a dear gazelle , To glad me ...
... Twas bright , ' twas heavenly , but ' tis past ! Oh ! ever thus , from childhood's hour , I've seen my fondest hopes decay : I never loved a tree or flower , But ' twas the first to fade away . I never nursed a dear gazelle , To glad me ...
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Alexander Pope angel auld auld lang syne beauty beneath bird breast breath bright Brignall brow charm Christabel clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight divine doth dread dream earth ENGLAND eyes face fair fame fear fire flew flowers frae grace grave green grief hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hill hour Hudibras lady light live look Lord lord of Ross loud Lycidas Milton moon morn ne'er never night o'er pain Paradise Lost pleasure poem poet poetry praise pride Robin Adair Roland de Vaux rose round SCOTLAND shade sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit star stood sweet tears tell thee thine things Thomas Lake Harris thou art thought tinkler twas verse voice waves weary weep wild wind wings woods youth