A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best PoetsFords, Howard, and Hulbert, 1879 - 789 pages |
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... hath quicksands , Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune , Morning rises into noon , May glides onward into June . Childhood is the bough where slumbered Birds and blossoms many - numbered ...
... hath quicksands , Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune , Morning rises into noon , May glides onward into June . Childhood is the bough where slumbered Birds and blossoms many - numbered ...
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... Hath led me to this lonely place ; Joy have I had ; and going hence I bear away my recompense . In spots like these it is we prize Our Memory , feel that she hath eyes : Then why should I be loath to stir ? I feel this place was made ...
... Hath led me to this lonely place ; Joy have I had ; and going hence I bear away my recompense . In spots like these it is we prize Our Memory , feel that she hath eyes : Then why should I be loath to stir ? I feel this place was made ...
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... hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end ; Were this frail world our only rest , Living or dying , none were blest . Beyond the flight of time , Beyond this vale of death , There surely is ...
... hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end ; Were this frail world our only rest , Living or dying , none were blest . Beyond the flight of time , Beyond this vale of death , There surely is ...
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... hath weeded from my heart A root of ancient envy . If Jupiter Should from yond ' cloud speak divine things , and say , " ' Tis true , " I'd not believe them more than thee , All - noble Marcius . - Let me twine Mine arms about that body ...
... hath weeded from my heart A root of ancient envy . If Jupiter Should from yond ' cloud speak divine things , and say , " ' Tis true , " I'd not believe them more than thee , All - noble Marcius . - Let me twine Mine arms about that body ...
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... hath rived my heart : A friend should bear his friend's infirmities , But Brutus makes mine greater than they are . BRU . I do not , till you practise them on me . CAS . You love me not . BRU . I do not like your faults . CAS . A ...
... hath rived my heart : A friend should bear his friend's infirmities , But Brutus makes mine greater than they are . BRU . I do not , till you practise them on me . CAS . You love me not . BRU . I do not like your faults . CAS . A ...
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