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Pagina 38
... breathing house not built with hands , This body that does me grievous wrong , O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands , How lightly then it flashed along : - Like those trim skiffs , unknown of yore , On winding lakes and rivers wide ...
... breathing house not built with hands , This body that does me grievous wrong , O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands , How lightly then it flashed along : - Like those trim skiffs , unknown of yore , On winding lakes and rivers wide ...
Pagina 49
... breath was giv'n , An angel heard , and straight appear'd , Mistaking Earth for Heav'n . GRAND CHORUS . As from the pow'r of sacred lays The spheres began to move , And sung the great Creator's praise To all the Bless'd above ; So when ...
... breath was giv'n , An angel heard , and straight appear'd , Mistaking Earth for Heav'n . GRAND CHORUS . As from the pow'r of sacred lays The spheres began to move , And sung the great Creator's praise To all the Bless'd above ; So when ...
Pagina 52
... breathing morn , The swallow twitt'ring from the straw - built shed , The cock's shrill clarion , or the echoing horn , No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed . For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn , Or busy housewife ...
... breathing morn , The swallow twitt'ring from the straw - built shed , The cock's shrill clarion , or the echoing horn , No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed . For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn , Or busy housewife ...
Pagina 53
... breath ? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust , Or flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of death ? Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands , that the rod of empire might have sway'd ...
... breath ? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust , Or flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of death ? Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands , that the rod of empire might have sway'd ...
Pagina 66
35 . THOMAS HOOD . The Death Bed . WE watch'd her breathing through the night , Her breathing soft and low , As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro . So silently we seem'd to speak , So slowly moved about , As we had ...
35 . THOMAS HOOD . The Death Bed . WE watch'd her breathing through the night , Her breathing soft and low , As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro . So silently we seem'd to speak , So slowly moved about , As we had ...
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AE fond kiss ALEXANDER POPE beauty behold beneath birds blest bonie breast breath bright brow canst clouds cold dark darling buds dead death deep dost doth dream dust earth edge of doom Edition eyes fade fair fear flowers glory golden grave happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill John John Anderson kisses LADY NAIRNE land leal leaves light lips live live twice look loud luve Lycidas Messrs moan moon morn Muse ne'er never night nonny Nurslings o'er old familiar faces pale peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Pippa Passes praise rose Samian wine shade shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smiles soft Song sorrow soul sound spirit star stream summer's lease sweet SWEET day tears Text thee thine thou art thought trees unseen voice waves weary weep wild winds wings youth