Blackwood's Magazine, Том 38W. Blackwood., 1835 |
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... hearts of steel We'll gaily o'er them sweep . " On - on - the worm is at our heart , But the shout upon our lip- And who shall play the craven's part In our proud and gallant ship ? " And who shall let the groan be heard Which lips are ...
... hearts of steel We'll gaily o'er them sweep . " On - on - the worm is at our heart , But the shout upon our lip- And who shall play the craven's part In our proud and gallant ship ? " And who shall let the groan be heard Which lips are ...
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... heart and his understanding . By his vigour he crushed rebellion at home , while , by his prudence , he avoided plunging into the hostilities hour- ly provoked by the aggressions of France . Neither to be deceived nor baffled , he ...
... heart and his understanding . By his vigour he crushed rebellion at home , while , by his prudence , he avoided plunging into the hostilities hour- ly provoked by the aggressions of France . Neither to be deceived nor baffled , he ...
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... heart of hearts the kiss that flies Warm from thy parting soul . I will devise , As if ' twere thou , to guard it — since from me Adonis goes afar ; leaves me and hies To Dis and Acheron . But I must be A goddess still and live , nor ...
... heart of hearts the kiss that flies Warm from thy parting soul . I will devise , As if ' twere thou , to guard it — since from me Adonis goes afar ; leaves me and hies To Dis and Acheron . But I must be A goddess still and live , nor ...
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... heart's pride of thy mother , and thy father's chiefest joy ; Come ride upon my shoulder , come sit upon my knee , And prattle all the nonsense that I love to hear from thee : With thine eyes of merry lustre , and thy pretty lisping ...
... heart's pride of thy mother , and thy father's chiefest joy ; Come ride upon my shoulder , come sit upon my knee , And prattle all the nonsense that I love to hear from thee : With thine eyes of merry lustre , and thy pretty lisping ...
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... heart , she says ; could he mean to lose her two little boys ? By no means : Matters were not so bad - with all his faults our player never attempted to act the character of the bad uncle in the " Children in the Wood . ' " Let the ...
... heart , she says ; could he mean to lose her two little boys ? By no means : Matters were not so bad - with all his faults our player never attempted to act the character of the bad uncle in the " Children in the Wood . ' " Let the ...
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