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" Drips from her clothing ; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing. — Touch her not scornfully ; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; Not of the stains of her, All that remains of her Now is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny... "
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Sunshine in the workhouse

Emma Sheppard - 1809 - 104 страници
...Now is pure wQmanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny, Rash and undutiful : Past all dishonour, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for...her home ? Who was her father ? Who was her mother J Had she a sister ? Had she a brother ? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet, than...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Том 8

1846 - 608 страници
...that remains of her Now is pure womanly. " Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Hash and undutiful : Past all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. "Still, for all slips of here, One of Evo's family, Wipe those poor lips of hers Oozing so clammily. " Loop up her tresses Escaped...

Prose and Verse, Томове 1–2

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 страници
...that remains of her Now, is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful ; Past all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the...wonderment guesses Where was her home ? Who was her father ? '/«.. 1 .1 < •./<. Who was her mother ? •' . •/ Had she a sister ? Had she a brother ? Or...

Poems, Том 2

Thomas Hood - 1846 - 672 страници
...that remains of her Now, is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful ; Past all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the...her home ? Who was her father ? Who was her mother 1 Had she a sister 1 Had she a brother ? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet, than...

The Pioneer: Or, Leaves from an Editor's Portfolio

Henry Clapp - 1846 - 228 страници
...remains of her, Now, is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny, It ash and undutiful; Fast all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the beautiful....Her fair auburn tresses; Whilst wonderment guesses, Who was her father? Who was her mother? Had she a sister? Had she a brother? Or, was there a dearer...

The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1846 - 780 страници
...Now is pure womanly. " Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful : Past all dishonour. Death has left on her Only the beautiful. " Still,...Her fair auburn tresses : Whilst wonderment guesses \VI¡. !•<• was her home. " Who was her father ? Who was her mother ? Had she a sister ? Had she...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 8

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1846 - 620 страници
...that remains of her Now is pure womanly. " Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful : Past all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the...hers, One of Eve's family, Wipe those poor lips of here Oozing so clammily. 11 Loop up her tresses Escaped from the comb, Her fair auburn tresses: Whilst...

A warning to wives: or, The platonic lover, by the author of 'Cousin Geoffrey'.

Harriet Maria Gordon Smythies - 1847 - 366 страници
...fair ! While the wave constantly Drips from her clothing, Take hei up instantly, Loving not loathing ! Still for all slips of hers, One of Eve's family ! Wipe those pale lips of hers, Oozing so clammily. * * * * . Ere her limbs frigidly Stiffen too rigidly, Smoothe...

A Warning to Wives: Or, The Platonic Lover: A Novel, Том 3

Mrs. Gordon Smythies - 1848 - 380 страници
...fair ! While the wave constantly Drips from her clothing, Take her up instantly, Loving not loathing! Still for all slips of hers, One of Eve's family ! Wipe those pale lips of hers, Oozing so clammily. » * * * • Ere her limbs frigidly Stiffen too rigidly, Smoothe...

Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Том 7

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 страници
...Now, is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutirul; Past all dishonour, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for...hers, One of Eve's family — Wipe those poor lips *f hen Oozing so clammily. Loop up her tresses Escaped from the comb, Her fair auburn tresses; Whilst...




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