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" I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forbore, And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst... "
The Poetry Cure: A Pocket Medicine Chest of Verse - Page 10
edited by - 1925 - 414 pages
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Companion Poets: Illustrated. Longfellow's Household Poems. Tennyson's Songs ...

1871 - 314 pages
...forbore, And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears...For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall...
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Poems of the inner life, selected chiefly from modern authors [by R.C. Jones].

Poems - 1872 - 362 pages
...forebore, And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears,...dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become, first a piece out of pain, Then a light, then thy breast, O thou soul of my soul ! I shall clasp thee again,...
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The Masonic magazine, suppl. to 'The Freemason'., Volume 9

Masonic monthly - 1881 - 548 pages
...forbear And bade me creep past. No, let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears...black minute's at end, And the elements rage, the fiend voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a piece out of...
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Selections from [his] Poetical Works

Robert Browning - 1874 - 372 pages
...forbore, And bade me creep past No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears...sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute 's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall...
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Irish Monthly, Volume 48

1920 - 742 pages
...get up and begin again — So the chase takes up one's life, that's all." Or the end of Prospicc : " For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the element's rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become...
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1875 - 302 pages
...And bade me creep past o! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old, ear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness, and cold, or sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute 'a at end, .nd the elements' rage,...
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The Laurel Bush: An Old-fashioned Love Story to which is Added The Two Tinkers

Dinah Maria Mulock Craik - 1876 - 296 pages
...for—read steadily, even when she came to the last verse in that passionate "Prospice:"— " Till, sudden, the worst turns the best to the brave. The black minute's at end: And the elements rage, the fiend voices that rave Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace, then a...
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The Laurel Bush: An Old-fashioned Love Story

Dinah Maria Mulock Craik - 1876 - 224 pages
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Two tales of married life. Hard to bear, by G.M. Craik. A true man ..., Volume 3

Georgiana Marion Craik - 1877 - 284 pages
...good time I will, Love and Death are old themes, Yet hick they not fresh flavour." Love's Triumph. "For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave,...breast, O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again ; And with God be the rest!" K. BROWNING. Tl /TAUD BRABAZON regained strength •*-*-*• but slowly,...
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Goethe's West-Easterly Divan

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1877 - 306 pages
...forbore, And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears...sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute 's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall...
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