PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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... bear thee , more than thou canst bear Home to the city . Miriam . Bless thee ! Oh my father ! How will thy famish'd and thy toil - bow'd frame Resume its native majesty ! thy words , When this bright draught hath slak'd thy parched lips ...
... bear thee , more than thou canst bear Home to the city . Miriam . Bless thee ! Oh my father ! How will thy famish'd and thy toil - bow'd frame Resume its native majesty ! thy words , When this bright draught hath slak'd thy parched lips ...
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... bear thee hence in lambent radiance came ; Nor visible angels mourn'd with drooping plumes : Nor didst thou mount on high From fatal Calvary [ their tombs . With all thy own redeem'd out bursting from For thou didst bear away from earth ...
... bear thee hence in lambent radiance came ; Nor visible angels mourn'd with drooping plumes : Nor didst thou mount on high From fatal Calvary [ their tombs . With all thy own redeem'd out bursting from For thou didst bear away from earth ...
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... bear her tale to all , Like some old ruin " nodding to its fall . " Thus woman makes her entrance and her exit , Then most an actress when she leasts suspects it . Yet nature oft peeps out , and mars the plot ; Each lesson lost , each ...
... bear her tale to all , Like some old ruin " nodding to its fall . " Thus woman makes her entrance and her exit , Then most an actress when she leasts suspects it . Yet nature oft peeps out , and mars the plot ; Each lesson lost , each ...
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