...love," which has met with defenders. Big with the vanity of state : But transient is the smile of fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's...and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave. And see the rivers, how they run Through woods and meads, in shade and sun ! Sometimes swift, sometimes...

...seen this broken pile complete, Big with the vanity of state : But transient is the smile of fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's...and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave. And see the rivers, how they run Through woods and meads, in shade and sun ! Sometimes swift, sometimes...

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...e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour; The paths of glory lead but to the grave " "A little pomp, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the great and mighty have, Between the cradle and the grave." Who was the originator of the scheme alluded...

...seen this broken pile complete, Big with the vanity of state ! But transient is the smile of fate — A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's...PROUD and MIGHTY have Between the cradle and the grave !" — DYER. 8 As a proof of the progress of rational refinement, and the habits of different ages,...

...seen the broken pile complete, Big with the vanity of state : But transient is the smile of fate ; A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's...and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave. And see the rivers how they run, Through woods and meads, in shade and sun, Sometimes swiftly, sometimes...

...level lays the lofty brow, — Has seen this broken pile complete, Big with the vanities of state. A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's...mighty have, Between the cradle and the grave."» We think with pleasure how the spot, once resounding with the histories of the great, is now consecrated...

...seen this broken pile .complete, Big with the vanity of state : But transient is the smile of fate, A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's...Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle mid the grave. And see the livers, how they run Through woods and meads, in shade and sun, Sometimes...

...Big with the vanity of state ; But transient is the smile of fate ! A little rule, a little sway, Л eed, Or urge the flying ball i And see the rivers, how they run Through woods and meads, in shade and sun, Sometimes swift, sometimes...

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