PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... sweet sound lovers ' tongues by Like softest music to attending ears ! Jul . Romeo ! name : Rom . My sweet ! - Jul . At what o'clock to - morrow Shall I send to thee ? I Rom . At the hour of nine . [ then . Jul . I will not fail ; ' tis ...
... sweet sound lovers ' tongues by Like softest music to attending ears ! Jul . Romeo ! name : Rom . My sweet ! - Jul . At what o'clock to - morrow Shall I send to thee ? I Rom . At the hour of nine . [ then . Jul . I will not fail ; ' tis ...
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Vicesimus Knox. $ 61 . Song . WHAT beauties does Flora disclose ! How sweet are her smiles upon Tweed ! But Mary's still sweeter than those , Both nature and fancy exceed . No daisy , nor sweet blushing rose , Nor all the gay flow'rs of ...
Vicesimus Knox. $ 61 . Song . WHAT beauties does Flora disclose ! How sweet are her smiles upon Tweed ! But Mary's still sweeter than those , Both nature and fancy exceed . No daisy , nor sweet blushing rose , Nor all the gay flow'rs of ...
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... Sweet smells the birk , green grows , green grows the grass , Yellow on Yarrow's banks the gowan , Fair hangs the apple frae the rock , Sweet the wave of Yarrow flowan . Flows Yarrow sweet ? as sweet , as sweet flows Tweed , As green ...
... Sweet smells the birk , green grows , green grows the grass , Yellow on Yarrow's banks the gowan , Fair hangs the apple frae the rock , Sweet the wave of Yarrow flowan . Flows Yarrow sweet ? as sweet , as sweet flows Tweed , As green ...
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