PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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... scene appears ! How calm , how cloudless , pass'd away The long , long summer holiday ! I may not muse - I must not dream- Too beautiful these visions seem For earth and mortal men ; but when Shall by - past times come back again ? I ...
... scene appears ! How calm , how cloudless , pass'd away The long , long summer holiday ! I may not muse - I must not dream- Too beautiful these visions seem For earth and mortal men ; but when Shall by - past times come back again ? I ...
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... scene Affects your wives and daughters with the spleen . Madam begins : " My dear , these odious rains Will bring on all my old rheumatic pains ; In fifty places it came in last night- This vile old crazy mansion's such a fright ...
... scene Affects your wives and daughters with the spleen . Madam begins : " My dear , these odious rains Will bring on all my old rheumatic pains ; In fifty places it came in last night- This vile old crazy mansion's such a fright ...
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... scene . Tinge but the language with heroic chime , " Tis passion , pathos , character , sublime ! What round , big words had swell'd the pom- pous scene , A king the husband ; and the wife a queen ! Then might Distraction rend her ...
... scene . Tinge but the language with heroic chime , " Tis passion , pathos , character , sublime ! What round , big words had swell'd the pom- pous scene , A king the husband ; and the wife a queen ! Then might Distraction rend her ...
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Ajax arms art thou bear beauty behold blood breast breath bright Brutus Cæsar call'd Cassius cheek Comus Cymbeline dead dear death Decius didst dost doth dread dream earth ev'ry eyes fair father fear fire flow'rs gentle give gods gold grace grief Hadad hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hell honor hour Iago king Lady light live look lord lov'd lyre Macb Macbeth Macd Marcian mind moon Muse nature ne'er never night noble nymph o'er Othello Pandarus peace pity poor pow'r pride prince Rome round seem'd SHAKSPEARE sight sleep smile soft Sonnet sorrow soul speak spide spirit stamp'd sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue twas Tybalt unto Vent vex'd virtue voice weep wind wretched youth