The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory ObservationsPhillips, Sampson & Company, 1849 - 395 sider |
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Side 249
... but I deserve them , For wilfully , like this new - married pair , I went to my undoing . But the Parish- Aye , it falls heavy there ; and yet their pittance Just serves to keep life in . A blessed prospect SOUTHEY . 249 Poverty.
... but I deserve them , For wilfully , like this new - married pair , I went to my undoing . But the Parish- Aye , it falls heavy there ; and yet their pittance Just serves to keep life in . A blessed prospect SOUTHEY . 249 Poverty.
Side 341
... bless us , none whom we can bless , Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that , with kindred consciousness endued , If we were not , would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered , followed , sought , and sued ...
... bless us , none whom we can bless , Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that , with kindred consciousness endued , If we were not , would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered , followed , sought , and sued ...
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... bless thee , Lord , though far from Judah's land ; Though our worn limbs are black with stripes and [ chains ; Though for stern foes we till the burning sand ; And reap , for others ' joy , the summer plains ; We bless thee , Lord , for ...
... bless thee , Lord , though far from Judah's land ; Though our worn limbs are black with stripes and [ chains ; Though for stern foes we till the burning sand ; And reap , for others ' joy , the summer plains ; We bless thee , Lord , for ...
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