Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 44 |
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Or shadow of its own green leaves Years flowed away and never brought Upon the crimson rose . The weary weight of care to Jane ; 6 . They gave emotion , wonder , thought , And she had reached a higher state , The strength of life ...
Or shadow of its own green leaves Years flowed away and never brought Upon the crimson rose . The weary weight of care to Jane ; 6 . They gave emotion , wonder , thought , And she had reached a higher state , The strength of life ...
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And opened toward his orphan child ; The sunshine sparkled through the To her with cheerful ease he spoke , sky , And wondering marked she never The breeze and lark sang on tosmiled . gether , 14 . And yet there seemed , afar and nigh ...
And opened toward his orphan child ; The sunshine sparkled through the To her with cheerful ease he spoke , sky , And wondering marked she never The breeze and lark sang on tosmiled . gether , 14 . And yet there seemed , afar and nigh ...
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The pair who thus that morning met For he was weak and oft in pain ; Had never mingled mutual speech , From noisy sports he shrank away ; And now could neither heart forget But songs to sing , or tales to feign , What time so brief ...
The pair who thus that morning met For he was weak and oft in pain ; Had never mingled mutual speech , From noisy sports he shrank away ; And now could neither heart forget But songs to sing , or tales to feign , What time so brief ...
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My limbs the needful strength require The past we never can forget , To ply a labourer's busy spade . And happier may the future be . ” 12 . 23 . “ Oh ! well , ” she said , “ I know it all ! The evening came , and trembling My father's ...
My limbs the needful strength require The past we never can forget , To ply a labourer's busy spade . And happier may the future be . ” 12 . 23 . “ Oh ! well , ” she said , “ I know it all ! The evening came , and trembling My father's ...
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He never more will lift his head . 2 , 11 . And yet a thrill of shame and fear " I've loved him ever since a child , In her with love and anguish met ; And tended him from day to day ; She longed that earth would cease to I sometimes ...
He never more will lift his head . 2 , 11 . And yet a thrill of shame and fear " I've loved him ever since a child , In her with love and anguish met ; And tended him from day to day ; She longed that earth would cease to I sometimes ...
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