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... cold as a winter night's transitory frost - work on our windows . A few beloved volumes , indeed , have their place in the heart ; but they are few ; and of these the praise belongs not exclusively to the genius of poetry , but to a far ...
... cold as a winter night's transitory frost - work on our windows . A few beloved volumes , indeed , have their place in the heart ; but they are few ; and of these the praise belongs not exclusively to the genius of poetry , but to a far ...
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... cold hand tremble ? or is't mine That feels so deathy ? Had . Dark imaginations haunt me When I recall the dreadful interview . Tam . O , tell them not - I would not hear them . Had . But why contemn a Spirit's love ? so high , So ...
... cold hand tremble ? or is't mine That feels so deathy ? Had . Dark imaginations haunt me When I recall the dreadful interview . Tam . O , tell them not - I would not hear them . Had . But why contemn a Spirit's love ? so high , So ...
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... cold , pále , and almost fainting ; yet it was her favorite of all songs , and gave occasion to these verses , addressed , in her fifteenth year , to her sister . " To young readers it might be useful to observe , that these verses , in ...
... cold , pále , and almost fainting ; yet it was her favorite of all songs , and gave occasion to these verses , addressed , in her fifteenth year , to her sister . " To young readers it might be useful to observe , that these verses , in ...
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With Occasional Notes George Barrell Cheever. And now the grave for its cold breast hath won thee , And thy white , delicate limbs the earth will press ; And oh my last caress Must feel thee cold , for a chill hand is on thee . How can I ...
With Occasional Notes George Barrell Cheever. And now the grave for its cold breast hath won thee , And thy white , delicate limbs the earth will press ; And oh my last caress Must feel thee cold , for a chill hand is on thee . How can I ...
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With Occasional Notes George Barrell Cheever. And thus , with flout , and cold and impious jeer , He fled repentance , if he ' scaped not fear . Remorse and fear he drowns in drink . " Come , pass the bowl , my jolly crew It thicks the ...
With Occasional Notes George Barrell Cheever. And thus , with flout , and cold and impious jeer , He fled repentance , if he ' scaped not fear . Remorse and fear he drowns in drink . " Come , pass the bowl , my jolly crew It thicks the ...
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