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...their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife , nor children , more shall he behold , I Nor friends , nor sacred home. On every nerve ; The...Winter seizes ; shuts up sense ; ; And , o'er his immost vitals creeping cold , .(Lays him along the snows, a stiffened corse, ' Stretch'd out , and...

...children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire With tears of artless innocence. Alas! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home. Winter, 311. NUMBER II. • Lucretius • Doctrina solers idem, clarusque Poeta, Antiqui vatis reparat...

...children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor...vitals creeping cold, Lays him along the snows, a stiffened corse, Stretch'd out, and bleaching in the northern blast. Ah little think the gay licentious...

...children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor...vitals creeping cold, Lays him along the snows, a stiffened corse, Stretch'd out, and bleaching in the northern blast. Ah little think the gay licentious...

...children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home. On ev'ry nerve The deadly Winter seizes; shuts up sense; And, o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold, Lays...

..., peeping out Into the mingling storm , demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor...home. On every nerve The deadly Winter seizes ; shuts np sense ; And , o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold , Lays him along the snows , a stiffened corse...

...their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! If or wife, nor children, more shall he hehold. Nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The deadly Winter seizes ; shuts up sense ; And, o'er his imnost vitals creeping cold, Stretch'd out and hleaching in the northern hlast. Lays him along the...

...seen die olive branch sent into his little ark, but no sign diat the waters had subsided. — " Alas ! nor wife nor children more shall he behold, nor friends nor sacred home ! " No seraph mercy unbars his dungeon, and leads him forth to light and life ; but the minister of...

...children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand thrir sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home." The word officious is here used in its primitive though not most nsual signification, of doing good...