The Poetical Works of Thomas GrayFrederick Warne, 1859 - 124 стор. |
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... Madness laughing wild Amid severest woe . Lo ! in the vale of years beneath A grisly troop are seen , The painful family of Death , More hideous than their queen : This racks the joints , this fires the veins , JO Gray's Poems .
... Madness laughing wild Amid severest woe . Lo ! in the vale of years beneath A grisly troop are seen , The painful family of Death , More hideous than their queen : This racks the joints , this fires the veins , JO Gray's Poems .
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Thomas Gray. This racks the joints , this fires the veins , That every labouring sinew strains , Those in the deeper vitals rage : Lo ! Poverty , to fill the band , That numbs the soul with icy hand , And slow - consuming Age . To each ...
Thomas Gray. This racks the joints , this fires the veins , That every labouring sinew strains , Those in the deeper vitals rage : Lo ! Poverty , to fill the band , That numbs the soul with icy hand , And slow - consuming Age . To each ...
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... fire , Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre . " Hark , how each giant - oak , and desert cave , Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee , oh King ! their hundred arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ...
... fire , Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre . " Hark , how each giant - oak , and desert cave , Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee , oh King ! their hundred arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ...
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... fires the western skies , They melt , they vanish from my eyes . But oh what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll ? Visions of glory , spare my aching sight ! Ye unborn ages , crowd not on my ...
... fires the western skies , They melt , they vanish from my eyes . But oh what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll ? Visions of glory , spare my aching sight ! Ye unborn ages , crowd not on my ...
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... fire , a Beaufort's grace . AIR . Thy liberal heart , thy judging eye , The flow'r unheeded shall descry , And bid it round heav'n's altars shed The fragrance of its blushing head : Shall raise from earth the latent gem To glitter on ...
... fire , a Beaufort's grace . AIR . Thy liberal heart , thy judging eye , The flow'r unheeded shall descry , And bid it round heav'n's altars shed The fragrance of its blushing head : Shall raise from earth the latent gem To glitter on ...
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