PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... smile , and murder while I smile : And cry , content , to that which grieves my heart ; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears ; And frame my face to all occasions : [ shall ; I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid I'll slay more ...
... smile , and murder while I smile : And cry , content , to that which grieves my heart ; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears ; And frame my face to all occasions : [ shall ; I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid I'll slay more ...
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... smile ; If not , why then this parting was well made . Cas . For ever , and for ever , farewell , Bru- If we do meet again , we ' ll smile indeed ; [ tus ! If not , ' tis true , this parting was well made . Bru . Why then , lead on ...
... smile ; If not , why then this parting was well made . Cas . For ever , and for ever , farewell , Bru- If we do meet again , we ' ll smile indeed ; [ tus ! If not , ' tis true , this parting was well made . Bru . Why then , lead on ...
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... smile her trembling spirit fir'd ; And can she act , with thoughts like these in- spir'd ? Thus from her mind all artifice she flings , All skill , all practice , now unmeaning things ! To you , uncheck'd , each genuine feeling flows ...
... smile her trembling spirit fir'd ; And can she act , with thoughts like these in- spir'd ? Thus from her mind all artifice she flings , All skill , all practice , now unmeaning things ! To you , uncheck'd , each genuine feeling flows ...
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