The American Common-place Book of Poetry: With Occasional Notes |
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... hath no last sleep ; the strife To end itself , but wakes intenser life In the self - torturing spirit . Fool , give o'er ! Hast thou once been , yet think'st to be no more ? What ! life destroy itself ? O , idlest dream , Shaped in ...
... hath no last sleep ; the strife To end itself , but wakes intenser life In the self - torturing spirit . Fool , give o'er ! Hast thou once been , yet think'st to be no more ? What ! life destroy itself ? O , idlest dream , Shaped in ...
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... Hath it the power To cause or cure thy melancholy mood ? - [ He appears lost in thought . ] Tell me , ascrib'st thou influence to the stars ? Had . ( starting . ) The stars ! stars ? What know'st thou of the Tam . I know that they were ...
... Hath it the power To cause or cure thy melancholy mood ? - [ He appears lost in thought . ] Tell me , ascrib'st thou influence to the stars ? Had . ( starting . ) The stars ! stars ? What know'st thou of the Tam . I know that they were ...
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... hath shaken off , Bend lightly to her tendencies again ? O no ! by all her loveliness , by all That makes life poetry and beauty , no ! Make her a slave ; steal from her rosy cheek By needless jealousies ; let the last star Leave her a ...
... hath shaken off , Bend lightly to her tendencies again ? O no ! by all her loveliness , by all That makes life poetry and beauty , no ! Make her a slave ; steal from her rosy cheek By needless jealousies ; let the last star Leave her a ...
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... thy dream , And thought of the dark stream In my own land of Egypt , the deep Nile , How prayed I that my father's land might be An heritage for thee ! 3 * And now the grave for its cold breast hath won COMMON - PLACE BOOK OF POETRY . 29.
... thy dream , And thought of the dark stream In my own land of Egypt , the deep Nile , How prayed I that my father's land might be An heritage for thee ! 3 * And now the grave for its cold breast hath won COMMON - PLACE BOOK OF POETRY . 29.
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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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