PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... bright and sheene ; Adorned all with gemmes of endless price , As either might for wealth have gotten been , Or could be fram'd by workman's rare de- vice ; [ lice . And all embost with lyons and with flowre - de- And over all her cloth ...
... bright and sheene ; Adorned all with gemmes of endless price , As either might for wealth have gotten been , Or could be fram'd by workman's rare de- vice ; [ lice . And all embost with lyons and with flowre - de- And over all her cloth ...
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... bright source , Osiris , lov'd to dwell , While by his side enamour'd Isis glow'd . Hence , not unconscious , to his orient beam At dawn's first blush thy radiant petals spread , Drink deep the effulgence of the solar stream , And , as ...
... bright source , Osiris , lov'd to dwell , While by his side enamour'd Isis glow'd . Hence , not unconscious , to his orient beam At dawn's first blush thy radiant petals spread , Drink deep the effulgence of the solar stream , And , as ...
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... bright before thee . HALLECK . THE world is bright before thee ; Its summer flowers are thine ; Its calm blue sky is o'er thee ; Thy bosom virtue's shrine : And thine the sunbeam given To nature's morning hour : Pure , warm , as when ...
... bright before thee . HALLECK . THE world is bright before thee ; Its summer flowers are thine ; Its calm blue sky is o'er thee ; Thy bosom virtue's shrine : And thine the sunbeam given To nature's morning hour : Pure , warm , as when ...
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