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" One more Unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; — Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements; Whilst the wave constantly Drips from... "
The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature - Страница 288
1846
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Sunshine in the workhouse

Emma Sheppard - 1809 - 88 страници
...her death ! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care ; Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair 1 Look at her garments, Clinging like cerements ; Whilst...stains of her. All that remains of her Now is pure wQmanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny, Rash and undutiful : Past all dishonour, Death has...

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 882 страници
...her death ! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care ! Fashioned so slenderly — Young, and so fair! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements, Whilst...pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny, Kash and undutiful; Past all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for all slips...

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

1846
...death ! " Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; FnShion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair ! " Look at her garments Clinging like cerements; Whilst...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...

Voices of the True-hearted

1846 - 288 страници
...her death ' Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care ; Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair ! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements, Whilst...dishonor, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. VOICES OF THE TRUE-HEARTED. 31 Loop up her tresses Escaped from the comb, Her fair auburn tresses;...

The Dublin university magazine, Том 27

1846
...death ! " Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care ; Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair I " Look at her garments Clinging like cerements; Whilst...scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful : Past all dishonour. Death has left on her Only the beautiful. " Still, for all slips of hers, One of Eve's family,...

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

Henry Clapp - 1846 - 208 страници
...her death ! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care ; Fashioned so slenderly, Young, and so fair! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements, Whilst...womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny, Rash and nndutiful ; Fast all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for all slips of hers,—...

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

Henry Clapp - 1846 - 208 страници
...to her death ! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; Fashioned so slenderly, Young, and so fair! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements, Whilst...pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny, It ash and undutiful; Fast all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for all slips...

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

Mrs. Gordon Smythies - 1848
...CHAPTEEXXI. Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care, Fashioned so slenderly, Young and so 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....

Eliza Cook's journal, Том 6

...her death I Take her up tenderly. Lift her with care ; Fashioned so slenderly, Young, and so fair ! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements , Whilst...womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and midutiful ; Post all dishonour, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for all slips of hers,...

Prose and Verse

Thomas Hood - 1849 - 401 страници
...Young, and so fair ! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements ; Wlv' it the wave constantly imps from her clothing Take her up instantly, Loving, not...her, All that remains of her Now, is pure womanly. Past all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for all slips of hers, One of Eve's...




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