Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of PoemsRest Fenner, 1817 - 303 psl. |
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... fear they'd love him too . Yet while my joy's unknown , Its rosy buds are but half - blown : What no one with me shares , seems scarce my own . I'll tell , that if they be not glad , They yet may envy me : But then if I grow jealous mad ...
... fear they'd love him too . Yet while my joy's unknown , Its rosy buds are but half - blown : What no one with me shares , seems scarce my own . I'll tell , that if they be not glad , They yet may envy me : But then if I grow jealous mad ...
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... fear to have him fully shewn . But he hath eyes so large , and bright , Which none can see , and doubt That Love might thence his torches light Tho ' Hate had put them out ! But then to raise my fears , His voice - what maid so ever ...
... fear to have him fully shewn . But he hath eyes so large , and bright , Which none can see , and doubt That Love might thence his torches light Tho ' Hate had put them out ! But then to raise my fears , His voice - what maid so ever ...
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... fear no sting r . ask no sting . 168 , 1. 9 : for livery r . living . 1. 15 : for once more r . thou too . 176 : from the 9th line r . as follows : O ! the one Life , within us and abroad , Which meets all Motion , and becomes its soul ...
... fear no sting r . ask no sting . 168 , 1. 9 : for livery r . living . 1. 15 : for once more r . thou too . 176 : from the 9th line r . as follows : O ! the one Life , within us and abroad , Which meets all Motion , and becomes its soul ...
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... Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seem'd to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleam'd white ; From the sails the dews did drip- Till clombe above the eastern bar The horned ...
... Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seem'd to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleam'd white ; From the sails the dews did drip- Till clombe above the eastern bar The horned ...
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... FEAR thee , ancient Mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long , and lank , and brown , As is the ribbed sea - sand . * I fear thee and thy glittering eye , And thy skinny hand , so brown . " - Fear not , fear not , thou ...
... FEAR thee , ancient Mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long , and lank , and brown , As is the ribbed sea - sand . * I fear thee and thy glittering eye , And thy skinny hand , so brown . " - Fear not , fear not , thou ...
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