The American Common-place Book of Poetry: With Occasional Notes |
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... tell how much good a volume like this may accomplish , if an editor keeps such a purpose in view . A thought upon death and eternity may be rendered acceptable , through the medium of poetry , to many a mind , that would otherwise have ...
... tell how much good a volume like this may accomplish , if an editor keeps such a purpose in view . A thought upon death and eternity may be rendered acceptable , through the medium of poetry , to many a mind , that would otherwise have ...
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... tell them not - I would not hear them . Had . But why contemn a Spirit's love ? so high , So glorious , if he haply deigned ? — Tam . Forswear My Maker ! love a Demon ! Had . No - 0 , no- My thoughts but wandered - Oft , alas ! they ...
... tell them not - I would not hear them . Had . But why contemn a Spirit's love ? so high , So glorious , if he haply deigned ? — Tam . Forswear My Maker ! love a Demon ! Had . No - 0 , no- My thoughts but wandered - Oft , alas ! they ...
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... tell . Mere mortal man , forbear to seek The secrets of that hell ! Their shouts grow loud . ' Tis near mid - hour of night What means upon the waters that red light ? Not bigger than a star it seems ; And , now , ' tis like the bloody ...
... tell . Mere mortal man , forbear to seek The secrets of that hell ! Their shouts grow loud . ' Tis near mid - hour of night What means upon the waters that red light ? Not bigger than a star it seems ; And , now , ' tis like the bloody ...
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... tell what pangs were there , What keen regrets , what sickness of the heart , What yearnings o'er their forfeit land of birth , Their distant , dear ones ? — Long , with straining eye , They watch the lessening speck . - Heard ye no ...
... tell what pangs were there , What keen regrets , what sickness of the heart , What yearnings o'er their forfeit land of birth , Their distant , dear ones ? — Long , with straining eye , They watch the lessening speck . - Heard ye no ...
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... tell , Here did thy mother , here a playmate dwell ; To think upon that lost one's girlish bloom , And see that sickly smile , and mark her doom ! — It haunts me now - her dim and wildered brain I would not look upon that eye again ...
... tell , Here did thy mother , here a playmate dwell ; To think upon that lost one's girlish bloom , And see that sickly smile , and mark her doom ! — It haunts me now - her dim and wildered brain I would not look upon that eye again ...
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