Atkinson's Casket, Том 8Sam. C. Atkinson, 1833 |
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... scene Of pleasure and of pain , And though we smile in some bright hour , ' Tis but to weep again . The silent worm of wasting grief Is feeding on me now , My heart is cold , and death hath set His signet on my brow . I see the green ...
... scene Of pleasure and of pain , And though we smile in some bright hour , ' Tis but to weep again . The silent worm of wasting grief Is feeding on me now , My heart is cold , and death hath set His signet on my brow . I see the green ...
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... scene , the Calypso of this en- chanted isle , was seen at midnight " shivering on the winter banks of the Ohio , " mingling her tears with its waters , eluding by stratagem the ministers of justice , and destitute of the comforts of ...
... scene , the Calypso of this en- chanted isle , was seen at midnight " shivering on the winter banks of the Ohio , " mingling her tears with its waters , eluding by stratagem the ministers of justice , and destitute of the comforts of ...
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... scenes were drawn ; vine - gatherers , hunters & c . ornamented the chests of the elegans ; and over the body ... scene , and with a shriek he plunges unwept and forgotten into hell . * * As we have said , the finished gambler has ...
... scenes were drawn ; vine - gatherers , hunters & c . ornamented the chests of the elegans ; and over the body ... scene , and with a shriek he plunges unwept and forgotten into hell . * * As we have said , the finished gambler has ...
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... scene at the grave was touching in the extreme . The gray headed and heart broken parents were there , and a numerous throng of relatives and friends , lamenting the fate of a man who had set out in the journey of life with brilliant ...
... scene at the grave was touching in the extreme . The gray headed and heart broken parents were there , and a numerous throng of relatives and friends , lamenting the fate of a man who had set out in the journey of life with brilliant ...
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... scene of softness , Which earth receives from sky , Is nought to the love which my soul returns To the beam of her bright blue eye . I'll press her to roam till the moon - beams Their gentle radiance shed , And the golden circles are ...
... scene of softness , Which earth receives from sky , Is nought to the love which my soul returns To the beam of her bright blue eye . I'll press her to roam till the moon - beams Their gentle radiance shed , And the golden circles are ...
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