The Speaker, 4 tomasPearson Brothers, 1910 |
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... entreat ; To cry for vengeance Sin doth never cease : In your deep floods Drown all my faults and fears ; Nor let His eye See sin , but through my tears . Dick's Pleasant Dream BY BIDE DUDLEY . [ From Lippincott's The Speaker 17.
... entreat ; To cry for vengeance Sin doth never cease : In your deep floods Drown all my faults and fears ; Nor let His eye See sin , but through my tears . Dick's Pleasant Dream BY BIDE DUDLEY . [ From Lippincott's The Speaker 17.
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... fear to take up the responsibilities and discharge the duties . Put your shoulder to the wheel , put your cheer into the heart of the man who is at your front . Be a part of the great progress and beneficence of the United States ...
... fear to take up the responsibilities and discharge the duties . Put your shoulder to the wheel , put your cheer into the heart of the man who is at your front . Be a part of the great progress and beneficence of the United States ...
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... fear . " I can't take it , of course , but- " He paused ; and my butterfly girl put her hand over his mouth . " I can take it ! " she cried . " Be quiet , Jack , I will ! Why " she laughed softly- " I am proud to take it -for you . And ...
... fear . " I can't take it , of course , but- " He paused ; and my butterfly girl put her hand over his mouth . " I can take it ! " she cried . " Be quiet , Jack , I will ! Why " she laughed softly- " I am proud to take it -for you . And ...
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... fear thy kisses , gentle maiden ; Thou needest not fear mine ; My spirit is too deeply laden Ever to burden thine . I fear thy mien , thy tones , thy motion ; Thou needest not fear mine ; Innocent is the heart's devotion With which I ...
... fear thy kisses , gentle maiden ; Thou needest not fear mine ; My spirit is too deeply laden Ever to burden thine . I fear thy mien , thy tones , thy motion ; Thou needest not fear mine ; Innocent is the heart's devotion With which I ...
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... fear him Whom I gift with heart and hand . ' Then he will arise so pale , I shall feel my own lips tremble With a yes I must not say , Nathless maiden - brave , ' Farewell , ' I will utter and dissemble- ' Light to - morrow with to ...
... fear him Whom I gift with heart and hand . ' Then he will arise so pale , I shall feel my own lips tremble With a yes I must not say , Nathless maiden - brave , ' Farewell , ' I will utter and dissemble- ' Light to - morrow with to ...
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A. C. SWINBURNE ain't arms asked Babylon Beatrice Bertha boss button called Carl Collier's Weekly Copyright cried dark dear dearie Dirkovitch door dream EDMUND VANCE COOKE eyes face father fear feet Gabriela give gone hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Honorable Richard hope Idella injunctions JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY keep kiss knew labor Lara laugh light lips live look Martin Martin Carr Molly Malone mother never night NIXON WATERMAN o'er Parliamentary system peace play political Presidential system rose Rudolf SAM WALTER FOSS sing sleep smile Smith song sorrow soul speak story sure sweet T. B. Aldrich tariff tears tell thee There's thing thou thought to-day told truth Twas voice watch weary wife WILLIAM JENNINGS BRYAN woman words young
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