The Works in Verse and ProseJ. Belcher., 1812 - 464 psl. |
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lxxxvii psl.
... Breath'd on his infant lips her flame , And , ere he caught her dazzling hues , The votary wildly dream'd of fame . Ne'er was a nobler spirit born , A loftier soul , a gentler heart ; Above the world's ignoble scorn , Above the reach of ...
... Breath'd on his infant lips her flame , And , ere he caught her dazzling hues , The votary wildly dream'd of fame . Ne'er was a nobler spirit born , A loftier soul , a gentler heart ; Above the world's ignoble scorn , Above the reach of ...
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... breath , Could not secure him from the shafts of death . His harp is broken , and his lyre unstrung , Who Moore's triumphant death and glory sung ; And he , who deck'd with laurel valor's tomb , Now rests , alas ! with Moore , in ...
... breath , Could not secure him from the shafts of death . His harp is broken , and his lyre unstrung , Who Moore's triumphant death and glory sung ; And he , who deck'd with laurel valor's tomb , Now rests , alas ! with Moore , in ...
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... breath impart , To swell the youthful muse's artless reed ; * Faintly to echo , with unskilful trill , One note of Nature's universal song . The sun , fatigued with his diurnal course Through heaven's high summit , sunk to soft repose ...
... breath impart , To swell the youthful muse's artless reed ; * Faintly to echo , with unskilful trill , One note of Nature's universal song . The sun , fatigued with his diurnal course Through heaven's high summit , sunk to soft repose ...
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... breath created , and enlivens nature ? The soul of man , too feeble to endure The vile transgression , shudders at its sight . But there are such , who in the moral world With genius blest , by fostering wisdom nursed , Who oft have ...
... breath created , and enlivens nature ? The soul of man , too feeble to endure The vile transgression , shudders at its sight . But there are such , who in the moral world With genius blest , by fostering wisdom nursed , Who oft have ...
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... breath , Like Phoebus blazing from his western throne , His soul , unconquered , through the clouds of death More radiant beamed , and more divinely shone . Ye mournful friends , suppress the bursting tear ; BOWDOIN is gone his native ...
... breath , Like Phoebus blazing from his western throne , His soul , unconquered , through the clouds of death More radiant beamed , and more divinely shone . Ye mournful friends , suppress the bursting tear ; BOWDOIN is gone his native ...
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