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... thou art gone ! The envious grave Hath hid thee from my weeping eyes ; Thy heart so warm , so true , so brave , There silent , cold , and mouldering lies ; Thy voice ( sweet music once it made ) Is hush'd , no more to charm mine ear ...
... thou art gone ! The envious grave Hath hid thee from my weeping eyes ; Thy heart so warm , so true , so brave , There silent , cold , and mouldering lies ; Thy voice ( sweet music once it made ) Is hush'd , no more to charm mine ear ...
Page 36
... thou been to me ! ' Tis meet that where the treasure is , E'en there the heart shall also be . The butterfly blossoms of the PEA crowned the Roman Lares , and mingled in the bouquet of the goddess Flora . Piso , the cognomen of the ...
... thou been to me ! ' Tis meet that where the treasure is , E'en there the heart shall also be . The butterfly blossoms of the PEA crowned the Roman Lares , and mingled in the bouquet of the goddess Flora . Piso , the cognomen of the ...
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... thou die , traitor and enemy of Donna Sancha . " It is Mudarra's speech to Rodrigo , when he slays him , “ Aqui moriras traydor enemigo de Donna Sancha , ” * Pliny , lib . xix . c . 6. soner at the Moorish court , on learn- ing the fate ...
... thou die , traitor and enemy of Donna Sancha . " It is Mudarra's speech to Rodrigo , when he slays him , “ Aqui moriras traydor enemigo de Donna Sancha , ” * Pliny , lib . xix . c . 6. soner at the Moorish court , on learn- ing the fate ...
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... thou Thine own didst proudly call : How blest with one thoud'st deem thee now- One , weakest of them all . " My sons ! my fancy find ye here Each hour to lose again ; Thoughts of the absent , oh , how dear ! Till I behold ye slain ...
... thou Thine own didst proudly call : How blest with one thoud'st deem thee now- One , weakest of them all . " My sons ! my fancy find ye here Each hour to lose again ; Thoughts of the absent , oh , how dear ! Till I behold ye slain ...
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... thou but agree To draw the tie still closer , ' twere happier lot for me . My Mary ! would it grieve thee to see thy lover pine ? Look on me ! -clear as crystal are those blue eyes of thine ; Thy neck is fair as plumage that on the swan ...
... thou but agree To draw the tie still closer , ' twere happier lot for me . My Mary ! would it grieve thee to see thy lover pine ? Look on me ! -clear as crystal are those blue eyes of thine ; Thy neck is fair as plumage that on the swan ...
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