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... morning , glad , I see Sweet Babe , in thy face Soft desires I can trace , Secret joys and secret smiles , Little pretty infant wiles . My foe outstretched beneath the tree . As thy softest limbs I feel , Smiles as of the morning steal ...
... morning , glad , I see Sweet Babe , in thy face Soft desires I can trace , Secret joys and secret smiles , Little pretty infant wiles . My foe outstretched beneath the tree . As thy softest limbs I feel , Smiles as of the morning steal ...
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... Morning at past Str o'clock thro Northleach . Burford . Witney , Oxford Henicy Mardmhead . Slough & Hounslow LONDON Royal Veteran overvlomning at past Eight thro Northleach . Barford Witney , Oxford , Wycomb & Uxbridge OXFORD & LONDON ...
... Morning at past Str o'clock thro Northleach . Burford . Witney , Oxford Henicy Mardmhead . Slough & Hounslow LONDON Royal Veteran overvlomning at past Eight thro Northleach . Barford Witney , Oxford , Wycomb & Uxbridge OXFORD & LONDON ...
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... morning Sir Walter Scott accompanied us and most of the party to Newark Castle on the Yarrow . When we alighted from the carriages he walked pretty stoutly , and had great pleasure in revisiting those of his favorite haunts . Of that ...
... morning Sir Walter Scott accompanied us and most of the party to Newark Castle on the Yarrow . When we alighted from the carriages he walked pretty stoutly , and had great pleasure in revisiting those of his favorite haunts . Of that ...
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The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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