The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company no. 253, Market street., 1840 - 522 pages |
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... Sorrow of Teresa Marien's Pilgrimage : Part I Part II Part III 14 The Dor - Hawk ....... 24 The Oak - Tree .. 32 The Carolina Parrot .. HYMNS AND FIRE - SIDE VERSES ............... .. 77 པེ ཟེར The Raven ...... Flower Comparisons Little ...
... Sorrow of Teresa Marien's Pilgrimage : Part I Part II Part III 14 The Dor - Hawk ....... 24 The Oak - Tree .. 32 The Carolina Parrot .. HYMNS AND FIRE - SIDE VERSES ............... .. 77 པེ ཟེར The Raven ...... Flower Comparisons Little ...
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... sorrow and of crime in the world , but we know only in part - in a very small degree , the fearful weight of solicitations and impulses of passion , and the vast constraint of circumstances , that are brought into play against suffering ...
... sorrow and of crime in the world , but we know only in part - in a very small degree , the fearful weight of solicitations and impulses of passion , and the vast constraint of circumstances , that are brought into play against suffering ...
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... sorrow . ] My dear young friend , I have to ask your pardon ; The letter that I promised to deliver , I did forget - indeed I gave it not ! Schol . How have I trusted to a broken reed ! Oh mock me not with offers of your friendship ...
... sorrow . ] My dear young friend , I have to ask your pardon ; The letter that I promised to deliver , I did forget - indeed I gave it not ! Schol . How have I trusted to a broken reed ! Oh mock me not with offers of your friendship ...
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... sorrow ! God will not let him want a helping hand - He only tries him thus , to prove his virtue . But hark - his step ! Oh , ' t is his step indeed ! Enter ALBERT . Mad . L. God give thee comfort in this great af- fliction , And make ...
... sorrow ! God will not let him want a helping hand - He only tries him thus , to prove his virtue . But hark - his step ! Oh , ' t is his step indeed ! Enter ALBERT . Mad . L. God give thee comfort in this great af- fliction , And make ...
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... Sorrow and sin have entered , as of old They entered into Eden . Cap . Enough , fond fool , Of your pathetic whine ! who was this time The wily snake that robbed the gentle Eve With flattering lies , of her sweet innocence ? Albert ...
... Sorrow and sin have entered , as of old They entered into Eden . Cap . Enough , fond fool , Of your pathetic whine ! who was this time The wily snake that robbed the gentle Eve With flattering lies , of her sweet innocence ? Albert ...
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Achzib ADONIJAH Amariah angels Anne Boleyn ARIOCH arms art thou Babylon beauty behold BELSHAZZAR beneath BENINA BIANCA bird bless blood breath bright brow CALLIAS Caswallon child clouds cold coursers dark dead dear death deep didst dost doth earth Endymion eyes fair father FAZIO fear fierce flowers gentle glory gold golden green hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hengist holy IMLAH King lady LADY ROCHFORD light lips look Lord lute MARGARITA Marien mercy morning mother Nabonassar ne'er neath night NITOCRIS noble o'er OLYBIUS pale poor pride proud Queen Raym rich round Samor sate Saxon seem'd shalt silent sleep soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne tree unto voice Vortigern Vortimer weary weep wild wilt wind wings wonder youth
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