Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri [B. H. Kennedy, J. Riddell, and another], floribus legendisimpensis Georgii Bell in vico dicto Fleet Street, 1850 - 328 páginas |
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... hour when daylight dies , And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ! For then sweet dreams of other days arise , And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee . And as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the ...
... hour when daylight dies , And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ! For then sweet dreams of other days arise , And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee . And as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the ...
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... hour , And there never was moonlight so sweet as this . By the fair and brave , who blushing unite , Like the sun and wave when they meet at night ! By the tear that shews when passion is nigh , As the rain - drop flows from the heat of ...
... hour , And there never was moonlight so sweet as this . By the fair and brave , who blushing unite , Like the sun and wave when they meet at night ! By the tear that shews when passion is nigh , As the rain - drop flows from the heat of ...
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... hour , Since youthful lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture made ; And on my trunk's surviving frame Carved many a long - forgotten name . Oh ! by the sighs of gentle sound , First breathed upon this sacred ground ; By all ...
... hour , Since youthful lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture made ; And on my trunk's surviving frame Carved many a long - forgotten name . Oh ! by the sighs of gentle sound , First breathed upon this sacred ground ; By all ...
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... hour is past , And he was holding dalliance with the sun , All bared his crimson pride : now closed , downcast , His ... hours , are near . Oh ! ' mid the flowers life's tortuous path that strew , Is there not one like this ? E'en as I ...
... hour is past , And he was holding dalliance with the sun , All bared his crimson pride : now closed , downcast , His ... hours , are near . Oh ! ' mid the flowers life's tortuous path that strew , Is there not one like this ? E'en as I ...
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... hour I'd rove and ne'er be eerie , O ! If through that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie , O ! Although the night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne'er sae weary , O ! I'd meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie , O ...
... hour I'd rove and ne'er be eerie , O ! If through that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie , O ! Although the night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne'er sae weary , O ! I'd meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie , O ...