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... brow Shall cast the Veil that hides its splendours now , And gladden'd Earth shall , through her wide expanse , Bask in the glories of this countenance ! For thee , young warrior , welcome ! -thou hast yet Some task to learn , some ...
... brow Shall cast the Veil that hides its splendours now , And gladden'd Earth shall , through her wide expanse , Bask in the glories of this countenance ! For thee , young warrior , welcome ! -thou hast yet Some task to learn , some ...
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... brow , I've time for nought but pleasure now . Fly , and cool my goblet's glow At yonder fountain's gelid flow ; I'll quaff , my boy , and calmy sink This soul to slumber as I drink ! Soon , too soon , my jocund slave , You'll deck your ...
... brow , I've time for nought but pleasure now . Fly , and cool my goblet's glow At yonder fountain's gelid flow ; I'll quaff , my boy , and calmy sink This soul to slumber as I drink ! Soon , too soon , my jocund slave , You'll deck your ...
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... brow That hymeneal chaplet wear , Which , when it dies , no second vow Can bid a new one bloom out there- Bless'd union ! by that angel wove , And worthy from such hands to come ; Safe , sole asylum , in which Love , When fallen or ...
... brow That hymeneal chaplet wear , Which , when it dies , no second vow Can bid a new one bloom out there- Bless'd union ! by that angel wove , And worthy from such hands to come ; Safe , sole asylum , in which Love , When fallen or ...
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Anacreon ancient angels bard beam beautiful beneath Bermuda blest bliss bloom blush bosom bowers breath bright brow burning called Cashmere Catullus charm cheek Cicero dark dear death delight divine dream e'en earth Epicurus epigram eyes fair fancy feel fire flame flowers glory glow grace Haram hath heart heaven holy hope hour hung hyæna King kiss LALLA LALLA ROOKH light lips live look look'd Lord Lord Byron lov'd lover lute lyre maid Moore morning mountain Naptha ne'er never night nymph o'er once Persian Pindar Plato Plutarch poem poet pure Pythagoras rose round seem'd shade shed shine sigh sleep smile song soul sparkling spirit star sweet tears tell thee thine THOMAS MOORE thou thought throne turn'd Twas veil warm wave weep wild wings young youth