The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for 1801-11, Том 5F.C. & J. Rivington, 1807 |
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... breath . But mark ! —the wind shall pass away , The sun shall vanish from the sky , - Thy brother's bones , in that great day , Shall live , and never die . SHEFFIELD , FEBRUARY , 1806 . ALCAUS . CONJUGAL MADRIGALS AND ODES , BY THE ...
... breath . But mark ! —the wind shall pass away , The sun shall vanish from the sky , - Thy brother's bones , in that great day , Shall live , and never die . SHEFFIELD , FEBRUARY , 1806 . ALCAUS . CONJUGAL MADRIGALS AND ODES , BY THE ...
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... breath Of the love - smitten boy . The Hyacinth Beloved by Phoebus , and the Paramour Of Cytherea still retain their hue . Nor less redundant riches still within Her wide and ransack'd bosom , deep immerst , The universal Mother yet ...
... breath Of the love - smitten boy . The Hyacinth Beloved by Phoebus , and the Paramour Of Cytherea still retain their hue . Nor less redundant riches still within Her wide and ransack'd bosom , deep immerst , The universal Mother yet ...
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... breath , And the first pain you seem'd to feel was Death . Nor Death itself could violate thy face , The pleas'd expression , and the placid grace . I now commit thee to a Mother's breast , Where thou shalt sleep , and wake to be more ...
... breath , And the first pain you seem'd to feel was Death . Nor Death itself could violate thy face , The pleas'd expression , and the placid grace . I now commit thee to a Mother's breast , Where thou shalt sleep , and wake to be more ...
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... breath , Thyself an Angel now , my soul's dear part , Sweet Babe , thus lying in the arms of Death ! Not he , that grisly form , whose hand malign Wide sweeps with fatal scythe mankind away ; That Genius rather , on whose lips , as ...
... breath , Thyself an Angel now , my soul's dear part , Sweet Babe , thus lying in the arms of Death ! Not he , that grisly form , whose hand malign Wide sweeps with fatal scythe mankind away ; That Genius rather , on whose lips , as ...
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... breath'd the lovely lays , On thy nerv'd arm th ' Eolian Shell be slung , Full to the Tempest's angry wailings flung ; And he , whose strains , on cold Temora's hill , Mourn'd o'er the eddies of the darken'd rill , The fame resounding ...
... breath'd the lovely lays , On thy nerv'd arm th ' Eolian Shell be slung , Full to the Tempest's angry wailings flung ; And he , whose strains , on cold Temora's hill , Mourn'd o'er the eddies of the darken'd rill , The fame resounding ...
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