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 THOU lingering star, with less'ning ray That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest! Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou...  Specimens of the British Poets: Whitehead, 1785, to Anstey, 1805 - Page 269 edited by - 1819 Full view -
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