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... ! vainly fears Thy flooded cheek to wet them with its tears ; No tears can chill them , and no bosom warms , Thy breast their death - bed , coffin'd in thine arms Sweet are the sounds that mingle from afar , Heard JUVENILE PIECES . 27.
... ! vainly fears Thy flooded cheek to wet them with its tears ; No tears can chill them , and no bosom warms , Thy breast their death - bed , coffin'd in thine arms Sweet are the sounds that mingle from afar , Heard JUVENILE PIECES . 27.
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... thine : And kindred of dead husband are at best Small help ; and , after marriage such as mine , With little kindness would to me incline . Ill was I then for toil or service fit : With tears whose course no effort could confine , By ...
... thine : And kindred of dead husband are at best Small help ; and , after marriage such as mine , With little kindness would to me incline . Ill was I then for toil or service fit : With tears whose course no effort could confine , By ...
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... thine is too the last green field That Lucy's eyes survey'd . LOUISA . I MET Louisa in the shade ; And , having seen chat lovely maid , Why should I fear to say That she is ruddy , fleet , and strong ; And down the rocks can leap along ...
... thine is too the last green field That Lucy's eyes survey'd . LOUISA . I MET Louisa in the shade ; And , having seen chat lovely maid , Why should I fear to say That she is ruddy , fleet , and strong ; And down the rocks can leap along ...
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... sight is more than I can bear . ' The man who makes this feverish complaint Is one of giant stature , who could dance Equipp'd from head to foot in iron mail . Ah gentle love ! if ever thought was thine To 58 WORDSWORTH'S POEMS .
... sight is more than I can bear . ' The man who makes this feverish complaint Is one of giant stature , who could dance Equipp'd from head to foot in iron mail . Ah gentle love ! if ever thought was thine To 58 WORDSWORTH'S POEMS .
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WILLIAM WORDSWOTH. Ah gentle love ! if ever thought was thine To store up kindred hours for me , thy face Turn from me , gentle love ! nor let me walk Within the sound of Emma's voice , or know Such happiness as I have known to - day ...
WILLIAM WORDSWOTH. Ah gentle love ! if ever thought was thine To store up kindred hours for me , thy face Turn from me , gentle love ! nor let me walk Within the sound of Emma's voice , or know Such happiness as I have known to - day ...
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