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" Sweet Mary, thou art dead! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been. While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own; But there I lay thee... "
Parriana: Miscellaneous materials bearing on Parr's controversies - Page 439
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The Literary Remains of Martha Day: With Rev. Dr. Fitch's Address at Her ...

Martha Day - Authors, American - 1834 - 150 pages
...for ever love this departed one, does not delight to cherish, in regard to her, the assurance — " I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me." And could we pierce the veil that hides from our view the spiritual world around us, should we not have...
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The County [afterw.] Country miscellany, ed. by H. Burgess

Henry Burgess (of Luton) - 1836 - 446 pages
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave— And I am now alone! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...perhaps, may soothe this heart, In thinking too of thee; Vet there was round thee such a dawn. Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawl,...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave, — And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR was born at Ipsley Court, Warwickshire — the seat of hl* family, an ancient...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 412 pages
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave, — And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, — As faney never could have drawn, And never can'restore ! WALTS* SAVAOK LAMDOR was bom at Ipslcy Court,...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave, — And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen hefore, — As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! WALTER SAVAGK LANDOR was hurn...
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The Fourth Reader for the Use of Schools

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - Readers - 1839 - 322 pages
...have, Thou seemest still my own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave, • — And I am now alone! 4. I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore! LESSON CIV. The Chamois of the Alps. 1. CHAMOIS are very fearful, certainly not without sufficient...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

English poetry - 1840 - 378 pages
...am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may sooth this heart, In thinking too of thee : Yet there was...fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! JAMES HOGG. 1770-1835. BONNT KILMENY gaed up the glen ; But it wasna to meet Duneira's men, Nor the...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

English poetry - 1840 - 368 pages
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave, And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may sooth this heart, In thinking too of thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - English poetry - 1841 - 374 pages
...I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — • And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! MY BIRTHDAY. BY NP WILLIS, ESQ. My birthday ! Aa the day comes round, Less and less white its mark...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - English poetry - 1841 - 366 pages
...corpse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! us MY BIRTHDAY. BY NP WILLIS, ESQ. My birthday ! As the day comes round, Less and less white its...
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