The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company no. 253, Market street., 1840 - 522 стор. |
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... death - death only , which is the great teacher ! Awful instructor ! he doth enter in The golden rooms of state , and all perforce Teach there its proud , reluctant occupant ; He doth inform in miserable dens The locked - up soul of ...
... death - death only , which is the great teacher ! Awful instructor ! he doth enter in The golden rooms of state , and all perforce Teach there its proud , reluctant occupant ; He doth inform in miserable dens The locked - up soul of ...
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... death is with me ? Philos . Cheer up , friend . It is the nature of all sickness thus To bring death near to the imagination , Even as a telescope doth show the moon Just at our finger - ends without decreasing The actual distance ...
... death is with me ? Philos . Cheer up , friend . It is the nature of all sickness thus To bring death near to the imagination , Even as a telescope doth show the moon Just at our finger - ends without decreasing The actual distance ...
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... death , in downy ease ? Speak , and all this is yours ! Schol . - Here will I die ! Here have I lived here from my boyhood lived ; These naked walls are like familiar faces , And that poor pallet has so oft given rest To my o'erwearied ...
... death , in downy ease ? Speak , and all this is yours ! Schol . - Here will I die ! Here have I lived here from my boyhood lived ; These naked walls are like familiar faces , And that poor pallet has so oft given rest To my o'erwearied ...
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... death - grasp ! Now [ He lays hold on Thomas , and they off with your rings ! -one , two , three ! I'll lay my struggle together . Ha ha , you thief , then you have got the bag ! Thos . I have ! Man . You villain ! you marauding thief ...
... death - grasp ! Now [ He lays hold on Thomas , and they off with your rings ! -one , two , three ! I'll lay my struggle together . Ha ha , you thief , then you have got the bag ! Thos . I have ! Man . You villain ! you marauding thief ...
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... death ? For on the eve my sister died I saw a shadowy phantom , and I heard Low voices calling is it death thou hearest ? - Albert . No , no , my beautiful ! it is not death , But it is strong as death ! - In my far land I have a mother ...
... death ? For on the eve my sister died I saw a shadowy phantom , and I heard Low voices calling is it death thou hearest ? - Albert . No , no , my beautiful ! it is not death , But it is strong as death ! - In my far land I have a mother ...
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Achzib ADONIJAH Amariah angels Anne Boleyn ARIOCH arms art thou Babylon beauty behold BELSHAZZAR beneath BENINA BIANCA bird bless blood breath bright brow CALLIAS Caswallon child clouds cold coursers dark dead dear death deep didst dost doth earth Endymion eyes fair father FAZIO fear fierce flowers gentle glory gold golden green hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hengist holy IMLAH King lady LADY ROCHFORD light lips look Lord lute MARGARITA Marien mercy morning mother Nabonassar ne'er neath night NITOCRIS noble o'er OLYBIUS pale poor pride proud Queen Raym rich round Samor sate Saxon seem'd shalt silent sleep soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne tree unto voice Vortigern Vortimer weary weep wild wilt wind wings wonder youth
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