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" With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as thou wilt, and what thou wilt bequeath, I long to kiss the image of my death. "
Select Beauties of Ancient English Poetry - Page 104
by Henry Headley - 1787 - 198 pages
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Specimens of the Early English Poets, Volume 1

George Ellis - 1790 - 346 pages
...breathing things Lie flumbering with forgetfulnefs poflcfl: ; And yet o'er me to fpread thy drowfy wings Thou fpares, alas ! who cannot be thy gueft. Since I am thine, oh ! come, but with that face, To inward light, which thou art wont to mew, With feigned folace eafe...
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The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical ...

Robert Anderson - 1795 - 912 pages
...things Lieflnmb'ring, with fofgetfulnefs poffeft, And yet o'er me to fptead thy drowfy winn Thou fyar'ft (alas) who cannot be thy gueft. Since I am thine, O come, hut with that face To inward i yht which them art wont to {how, With fained folace eafe a true-felt...
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Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which ..., Volume 3

English poets - 1801 - 488 pages
...me to spread thy drowsy wings Thou spar'st, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, oh ! come, but with that face, To inward light, which thou art wont to shew, With feigned solace ease u true felt woe ; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as...
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Retrospective Review, Volume 9

Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1824 - 408 pages
...possess'd, And yet o'er me to spread thy drowsy wings Thou spar'st, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, O come, but with that face To inward light, which thou art wont to shew, With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe ; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as...
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New Elegant Extracts: A Unique Selection from the Most Eminent ..., Volume 3

Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 470 pages
...possess'd, And yet o'er me to spread thy drowsy wings Thou sparest, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, O come, but with that face To inward light which thou art wont to show, With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe ; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as...
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New Elegant Extracts: A Unique Selection from the Most Eminent ..., Volume 3

Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 406 pages
...possess'd, And yet o'er me to spread thy drowsy wings Thou sparest, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, O come, but with that face To inward light which thou art wont to show, With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe ; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as...
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New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent British ..., Volume 3

New elegant extracts - 1823 - 402 pages
...possess d, And yet o'er me to spread thy drowsy wings Thou sparest, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, O come, but with that face To inward light which thou art wont to show, With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe ; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as...
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The Retrospective Review, Volume 9

1824 - 408 pages
...possess'd, And yet o'er me to spread thy drowsy wings Thou spar'st, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, O come, but with that face To inward light, which thou art wont to shew, With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe ; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as...
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The Retrospective Review, Volume 9

1824 - 408 pages
...possess'd, And yet o'er me to spread thy drowsy wings Thou spar'st, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, O come, but with that face To inward light, which thou art wont to shew, With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe ; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as...
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The National magazine and general review

James Lyon (of Fairhaven, Vermont) - 486 pages
...possess'd, And yet o'er me to spread thy drowsy wings Thou spar'st, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, O come, but with that face To inward light which thou art wont to shew. With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe ; Or if, dear God, thou do deny that grace, Come as...
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