Selection of Poems ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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... by Sir Henry Lea Stanzas by Lord Capel , a Prisoner in the 198 201 202 203 Tower . 204 The Garland • 207 On a Tuft of early Violets 209 Verses 211 The Summer Fades • 213 Hope 215 An old Ballad .... Epitaph 217 ... 218 On Mr. CONTENTS .
... by Sir Henry Lea Stanzas by Lord Capel , a Prisoner in the 198 201 202 203 Tower . 204 The Garland • 207 On a Tuft of early Violets 209 Verses 211 The Summer Fades • 213 Hope 215 An old Ballad .... Epitaph 217 ... 218 On Mr. CONTENTS .
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... fading , Crush'd by sorrow's heavy show'r . Have you on the same occasion , Never with your duty strove ; Could you never hear persuasion Dropping from the lip of love ? Had you seen the lovely stranger , And had been so sweetly bid ...
... fading , Crush'd by sorrow's heavy show'r . Have you on the same occasion , Never with your duty strove ; Could you never hear persuasion Dropping from the lip of love ? Had you seen the lovely stranger , And had been so sweetly bid ...
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... ; Each future scene by her array'd In brightness , makes the present fade ; All the long day we wish for night , Then sigh for the return of light . Through gloomy winter's reign we mourn Till pleasure - pinion'd 7 Damon and Chloe Hope.
... ; Each future scene by her array'd In brightness , makes the present fade ; All the long day we wish for night , Then sigh for the return of light . Through gloomy winter's reign we mourn Till pleasure - pinion'd 7 Damon and Chloe Hope.
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... fades the scene as we approach it near , And pain and sorrow strike ; how many ways . Yet of that tender heart , ah ! still retain A share for me and I will not complain . General Evening Post . IMPROMPTU . On a tax being laid upon ...
... fades the scene as we approach it near , And pain and sorrow strike ; how many ways . Yet of that tender heart , ah ! still retain A share for me and I will not complain . General Evening Post . IMPROMPTU . On a tax being laid upon ...
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... fade from the sky the last blushes of light , Unsullied and cloudless may Cynthia shine , Ere yet you are hid by the envious night . And whilst her fair form glitters bright in the flood , And sheds on its bosom a tremulous ray , Tips ...
... fade from the sky the last blushes of light , Unsullied and cloudless may Cynthia shine , Ere yet you are hid by the envious night . And whilst her fair form glitters bright in the flood , And sheds on its bosom a tremulous ray , Tips ...
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