PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... Dead to infliction , to themselves are dead ; And liberty plucks justice by the nose : The baby beats the nurse , and quite athwart Goes all decorum . A Virgin addressed . Hail , virgin , if you be ; as those cheek - roses Proclaim you ...
... Dead to infliction , to themselves are dead ; And liberty plucks justice by the nose : The baby beats the nurse , and quite athwart Goes all decorum . A Virgin addressed . Hail , virgin , if you be ; as those cheek - roses Proclaim you ...
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... dead ; Not he , which says the dead is not alive . Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office ; and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell , Remember'd knolling a departing friend . Greater Griefs destroy ...
... dead ; Not he , which says the dead is not alive . Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office ; and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell , Remember'd knolling a departing friend . Greater Griefs destroy ...
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... dead , and laid in his grave , For ever to remain . " His cheek was redder than the rose ; The comeliest youth was he . But he is dead , and laid in his grave , Alas ! and woe is me ! " " Sigh no more , lady , sigh no more , Men were ...
... dead , and laid in his grave , For ever to remain . " His cheek was redder than the rose ; The comeliest youth was he . But he is dead , and laid in his grave , Alas ! and woe is me ! " " Sigh no more , lady , sigh no more , Men were ...
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