Mirror Library, Temas1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... thing that bendeth to the dew , And stirreth with the daylight , lifted up Its beauty to the breath of that sweet morn . All things are dark to sorrow ; and the light And loveliness , and fragrant air were sad To the dejected Hagar ...
... thing that bendeth to the dew , And stirreth with the daylight , lifted up Its beauty to the breath of that sweet morn . All things are dark to sorrow ; and the light And loveliness , and fragrant air were sad To the dejected Hagar ...
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... thing that's flown . The Gardens feed no fruits nor flowers , But childless seem , and in decay ; The traitor clock forsakes the hours , And points to times - oh , far away ! And the steed no longer neigheth , Nor paws the startled ...
... thing that's flown . The Gardens feed no fruits nor flowers , But childless seem , and in decay ; The traitor clock forsakes the hours , And points to times - oh , far away ! And the steed no longer neigheth , Nor paws the startled ...
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... thing ! is it my ain thing ! Is it my true love here that I see ! son . THE morn was fair , the skies were clear , No breath came o'er the sea , When Mary left her Highland cot , And wander'd forth with me ; Tho ' flowers deck'd the ...
... thing ! is it my ain thing ! Is it my true love here that I see ! son . THE morn was fair , the skies were clear , No breath came o'er the sea , When Mary left her Highland cot , And wander'd forth with me ; Tho ' flowers deck'd the ...
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angels art thou beam beauty beneath bird bless blest bliss bosom breast breath bright brow charms cheek clouds cold dark dear dear Doctor death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fancy fear feel flowers Froben gaze glory grace grave hand harp hast hath heart heaven hope hour Jack Richards Javan Khorat Lady leaves light lips live look LORD IVON Love's lute lyre moon morning mother N. P. WILLIS ne'er never night o'er once Owego pain pale Pleiades prayer pride Rococo rose round seemed shade shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft eyes song sorrow soul spirit star stood sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou thought tree turned Twas Twill voice wave weep wild wind wings young youth