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... heart - broken thing , Willie , A mither , yet nae wife . Ay , press your hand upon my heart , And press it mair and mair , - Or it will burst its silken twine , Sae strang is its despair ! O wae's me for the hour , Willie , When we ...
... heart - broken thing , Willie , A mither , yet nae wife . Ay , press your hand upon my heart , And press it mair and mair , - Or it will burst its silken twine , Sae strang is its despair ! O wae's me for the hour , Willie , When we ...
Page 365
... HEART . WHEN first thou camest , gentle , shy , and fond , My eldest - born , first hope , and dearest treasure , My heart received thee with a joy beyond All that it yet had felt of earthly pleasure ; Nor thought that any love again ...
... HEART . WHEN first thou camest , gentle , shy , and fond , My eldest - born , first hope , and dearest treasure , My heart received thee with a joy beyond All that it yet had felt of earthly pleasure ; Nor thought that any love again ...
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... heart chill'd almost to stone . And can you marvel ? only look On all that heart has had to bear- On all that it has yet to brook , And wonder then at its despair . Oh , love is destiny , and mine Has long been struggled with in vain ...
... heart chill'd almost to stone . And can you marvel ? only look On all that heart has had to bear- On all that it has yet to brook , And wonder then at its despair . Oh , love is destiny , and mine Has long been struggled with in vain ...
Contents
GEORGE CRABBE | 17 |
JOANNA BAILLIE | 73 |
The Widow to her HourGlass | 80 |
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