Golden Leaves from the American PoetsGeorge Routledge, 1864 - 532 Seiten |
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That her image around us should hover , Whose name , though our lips ne'er reveal , We may breathe mid the foam of a bumper , As ... lips while meeting . Oh , if Mirth might arrest the flight Of Time 204 LEAVES . GOLDEN Sparkling and Bright.
That her image around us should hover , Whose name , though our lips ne'er reveal , We may breathe mid the foam of a bumper , As ... lips while meeting . Oh , if Mirth might arrest the flight Of Time 204 LEAVES . GOLDEN Sparkling and Bright.
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... lips while meeting . But since Delight can't tempt the wight , Nor fond Regret delay him , Nor Love himself can hold the elf , Nor sober Friendship stay him , — We'll drink to - night , with hearts as light , To loves as gay and ...
... lips while meeting . But since Delight can't tempt the wight , Nor fond Regret delay him , Nor Love himself can hold the elf , Nor sober Friendship stay him , — We'll drink to - night , with hearts as light , To loves as gay and ...
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... lips I remember , whose dewy smile , As I mused on their eloquent power the while , Sent a thrill to my bosom , and blessed my brain With raptures that never may dawn again ; Amidst musical accents those smiles were shed- Alas for the ...
... lips I remember , whose dewy smile , As I mused on their eloquent power the while , Sent a thrill to my bosom , and blessed my brain With raptures that never may dawn again ; Amidst musical accents those smiles were shed- Alas for the ...
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ANONYMOUS PAGE | 1 |
BENJAMIN FRANKLIN | 9 |
MERCY WARREN | 17 |
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