Fraser's Magazine, Volumen27Longmans, Green, and Company, 1843 |
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... heart of every military man in the kingdom : - which means- " Quocunque differtur levis Cincinnus huc sequimur ; ' 19 Where'er pretty ringlets are flowing , On bosoms as melting as snow , There soldiers should be with hearts glowing ...
... heart of every military man in the kingdom : - which means- " Quocunque differtur levis Cincinnus huc sequimur ; ' 19 Where'er pretty ringlets are flowing , On bosoms as melting as snow , There soldiers should be with hearts glowing ...
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... heart you have promised to rendre , Do not deny the retour . My passion I cannot defendre , No , no torments increase tous les jours To forget your kind slave is cruelle , Can you expect my devoir ? Since Phillis is grown infidelle ...
... heart you have promised to rendre , Do not deny the retour . My passion I cannot defendre , No , no torments increase tous les jours To forget your kind slave is cruelle , Can you expect my devoir ? Since Phillis is grown infidelle ...
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... those that April wears- But first set my poor heart free Bound in those icy chains by thee . VOL . XXVII . NO . CLVII . C Ita me Dii Deæque Omnesque singulique Omnesque singulæque Boni benè 1843. ] 17 Greek Song from Shakspeare .
... those that April wears- But first set my poor heart free Bound in those icy chains by thee . VOL . XXVII . NO . CLVII . C Ita me Dii Deæque Omnesque singulique Omnesque singulæque Boni benè 1843. ] 17 Greek Song from Shakspeare .
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... heart did resign , Next I laid down the trifle at Iris's shrine , Calista then gently put in for the prize , Nor did the coy Sylvia my off'ring despise . But now you'll inquire , can they all quarter there ? Why , madam , my heart's ...
... heart did resign , Next I laid down the trifle at Iris's shrine , Calista then gently put in for the prize , Nor did the coy Sylvia my off'ring despise . But now you'll inquire , can they all quarter there ? Why , madam , my heart's ...
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... heart . A smart little bow on his white arm is slung , A quiver of gold on his shoulder is hung , And thus armed he goes forth to pierce hearts on his way ; His arrows , though tiny , have mounted the skies , And whenever he shoots them ...
... heart . A smart little bow on his white arm is slung , A quiver of gold on his shoulder is hung , And thus armed he goes forth to pierce hearts on his way ; His arrows , though tiny , have mounted the skies , And whenever he shoots them ...
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