Blackwood's Magazine, Том 41William Blackwood, 1837 |
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... heart . So Sue set up her best mob - cap At Guy , to win his heart ; For some folks Love makes slatternly , And some folks he makes smart . But Guy was a Conservative ( At Whitehall stairs his station ) , And so , he did not choose to ...
... heart . So Sue set up her best mob - cap At Guy , to win his heart ; For some folks Love makes slatternly , And some folks he makes smart . But Guy was a Conservative ( At Whitehall stairs his station ) , And so , he did not choose to ...
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... heart's fond hope hid deep within her breast . In all her quiet duties , one dear thought Kept ever true and constant sway , not brought Before the world , but garnered all the more For being to herself a secret store . Whene'er she ...
... heart's fond hope hid deep within her breast . In all her quiet duties , one dear thought Kept ever true and constant sway , not brought Before the world , but garnered all the more For being to herself a secret store . Whene'er she ...
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... heart a blessing came , Unseen by many , clouded by a name ; And all the outward fading from the world Was like the flower at night , when it has furled Its golden leaves , and lapped them round its heart , To nestle closer in its ...
... heart a blessing came , Unseen by many , clouded by a name ; And all the outward fading from the world Was like the flower at night , when it has furled Its golden leaves , and lapped them round its heart , To nestle closer in its ...
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... heart . All . No ! no ! -- the son of Clinias for ever ! Alc . Not to me , but to our absent friends be this cup devoted - to Anti- ochus before them all ! Men . ( in spite of himself ) . O that he could hear of it ! Alc . Hear of it he ...
... heart . All . No ! no ! -- the son of Clinias for ever ! Alc . Not to me , but to our absent friends be this cup devoted - to Anti- ochus before them all ! Men . ( in spite of himself ) . O that he could hear of it ! Alc . Hear of it he ...
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... heart . His disgrace and his errors he was not able to- ( hesitates ) —— Alc . ( in agony ) . Timandra — by all the gods - was not able to do what ? Tim . Survive . He fell like a he ro , who could err , and expiate his crrors - fell in ...
... heart . His disgrace and his errors he was not able to- ( hesitates ) —— Alc . ( in agony ) . Timandra — by all the gods - was not able to do what ? Tim . Survive . He fell like a he ro , who could err , and expiate his crrors - fell in ...
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