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Side 41
... once ours , and leads us back , In mournful mockery , o'er the shining track Of our young life , and points out every ray Of hope and peace we've lost upon the way ! Once happy pair ! – in proud Bokhara's groves , Who had not heard of ...
... once ours , and leads us back , In mournful mockery , o'er the shining track Of our young life , and points out every ray Of hope and peace we've lost upon the way ! Once happy pair ! – in proud Bokhara's groves , Who had not heard of ...
Side 43
... once tangled , never clear'd again . Warm , lively , soft as in youth's happiest day , The mind was still all there , but turned astray ;A wandering bark , upon whose pathway shone All stars of heaven , except the guiding one ! Again ...
... once tangled , never clear'd again . Warm , lively , soft as in youth's happiest day , The mind was still all there , but turned astray ;A wandering bark , upon whose pathway shone All stars of heaven , except the guiding one ! Again ...
Side 44
Thomas Moore. In the wild maiden's sorrow - blighted mind . All fire at once the maddening zeal she caught ;Elect of Paradise ! blest , rapturous thought ; Predestined bride , in heaven's eternal dome , Of some brave youth — ha ! durst ...
Thomas Moore. In the wild maiden's sorrow - blighted mind . All fire at once the maddening zeal she caught ;Elect of Paradise ! blest , rapturous thought ; Predestined bride , in heaven's eternal dome , Of some brave youth — ha ! durst ...
Side 49
... once , thrown off his soul's disguise , And utter'd such unheavenly , monstrous things , As e'en across the desperate wanderings Of a weak intellect , whose lamp was out , Threw startling shadows of dismay and doubt ; Yet zeal ...
... once , thrown off his soul's disguise , And utter'd such unheavenly , monstrous things , As e'en across the desperate wanderings Of a weak intellect , whose lamp was out , Threw startling shadows of dismay and doubt ; Yet zeal ...
Side 58
... once , and , shrieking piteously , “ Oh , not for worlds ! ” she cried — “ Great God ! to whom I once knelt innocent , is this my doom ? Are all my dreams , my hopes of heavenly bliss , My purity , my pride , then come to this ? - To ...
... once , and , shrieking piteously , “ Oh , not for worlds ! ” she cried — “ Great God ! to whom I once knelt innocent , is this my doom ? Are all my dreams , my hopes of heavenly bliss , My purity , my pride , then come to this ? - To ...
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