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Side 53
... And , for our guests , a row of goodly Dead , ( Immortal spirits in their time , no
doubt , ) From reeking shrouds upon the rite look ' d out ! That oath thou heard ' st
more lips than thing repeatThat cup — thou shudd ' rest , Lady , - was it sweet ?
... And , for our guests , a row of goodly Dead , ( Immortal spirits in their time , no
doubt , ) From reeking shrouds upon the rite look ' d out ! That oath thou heard ' st
more lips than thing repeatThat cup — thou shudd ' rest , Lady , - was it sweet ?
Side 128
Sleep , ' said the Peri , as softly she stole The farewell sigh of that vanishing soul ,
As true as e ' er warm ' d a woman ' s breast “ Sleep on , in visions of odor rest , In
balmier airs than ever yet stirr ' d The enchanted pile of that lonely bird , Who ...
Sleep , ' said the Peri , as softly she stole The farewell sigh of that vanishing soul ,
As true as e ' er warm ' d a woman ' s breast “ Sleep on , in visions of odor rest , In
balmier airs than ever yet stirr ' d The enchanted pile of that lonely bird , Who ...
Side 140
One evening , as they were proceeding to their place of rest for the night , the
Princess , who , for the freer enjoyment of the air , had mounted her favorite
Arabian palfrey , in passing by a small grove , heard the notes of a lute from
within its ...
One evening , as they were proceeding to their place of rest for the night , the
Princess , who , for the freer enjoyment of the air , had mounted her favorite
Arabian palfrey , in passing by a small grove , heard the notes of a lute from
within its ...
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