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The United States Reader: Containing a Variety of Exercises in Reading ... - Page 122
by John D. Post - 1842 - 304 pages
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The British anthology; or, Poetical library, Volumes 7-8

British anthology - 1825 - 464 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My Mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd ihy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps...
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The Christian Library: The life of the Rev. John Wesley

Christian biography - 1826 - 440 pages
...fifty years afterwards, on the receipt of her portrait from a relation in Norfolk:— " My mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead Say, wast thou...sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun1 Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unseen, a kiss Perhaps a tear, if souls cnn weep in bliss ! I...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1826 - 242 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn 'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing. son, Wretch oven then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps...
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Literary gems [ed. by J.S.].

Literary gems - 1826 - 718 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorr'wing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps...
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Specimens of sacred and serious poetry, from Chaucer to the present day ...

John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps...
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New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent British ..., Volume 4

New elegant extracts - 1827 - 402 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps...
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The Poetical Melange

English poetry - 1828 - 814 pages
...for my relief; Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.. My mother I when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou...even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unseen, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah that maternal...
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The Sacred Lyre: Comprising Poems, Devotional, Moral and Preceptive ...

Christian poetry, English - 1828 - 398 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps a...
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Exercises in Reading and Recitation

Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou...
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Analysis of the Principles of Rhetorical Delivery as Applied in Reading and ...

Ebenezer Porter - Elocution - 1828 - 414 pages
...beautiful little poem of Cowper, on the receipt of his mother's picture : My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead. Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I she'd ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even the'n, life's journey just begun ? I hear'd...
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