Golden Leaves from the American PoetsHurst & Company, Publishers, 1897 - Всего страниц: 398 |
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... souls : Freeness in judgment , union in affection , Dear love , sound truth , they were our grand protection . Then were the times in which our councells sate , These gave prognosticks of our future fate . If these be longer lived our ...
... souls : Freeness in judgment , union in affection , Dear love , sound truth , they were our grand protection . Then were the times in which our councells sate , These gave prognosticks of our future fate . If these be longer lived our ...
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... soul , That acts its pleasure , good or evil , And fears nor deity nor devil . These standing topics never fail To prompt our little wits to rail , With mimic drollery of grimace , And pleased impertinence of face , Gainst virtue arm ...
... soul , That acts its pleasure , good or evil , And fears nor deity nor devil . These standing topics never fail To prompt our little wits to rail , With mimic drollery of grimace , And pleased impertinence of face , Gainst virtue arm ...
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... souls , and those their ears ; The want of fancy , whim supplies , And native humour , mad caprice ; Loud noise for argument goes off , For mirth polite , the ribald's scoff ; For sense , lewd drolleries entertain us , And wit is ...
... souls , and those their ears ; The want of fancy , whim supplies , And native humour , mad caprice ; Loud noise for argument goes off , For mirth polite , the ribald's scoff ; For sense , lewd drolleries entertain us , And wit is ...
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... soul was torn away ; Her spirit fled , and left me ghastly clay ! Then then my soul rejected all relief , Comfort I wished not , for I loved my grief : " Hear , my Abella , ” cried I , “ hear me mourn ! For one short moment , O my child ...
... soul was torn away ; Her spirit fled , and left me ghastly clay ! Then then my soul rejected all relief , Comfort I wished not , for I loved my grief : " Hear , my Abella , ” cried I , “ hear me mourn ! For one short moment , O my child ...
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... souls serene , and Christian fortitude- Bade me be calm , nor murmur at my loss , But unrepining bear each heavy cross . " Go , " cried I , raging , " stoic bosoms , go ! Whose hearts vibrate not to the sound of woe . Go from the sweet ...
... souls serene , and Christian fortitude- Bade me be calm , nor murmur at my loss , But unrepining bear each heavy cross . " Go , " cried I , raging , " stoic bosoms , go ! Whose hearts vibrate not to the sound of woe . Go from the sweet ...
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