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" Sweet Mary, thou art dead! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been. While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own; But there I lay thee... "
The Annual Biography and Obituary - Side 100
1826
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The South-western Monthly, Bind 1

1852
...corpse 1 hare, Thou seemest still mine own; But as I lay thee in the grave, I fool I am alone) I do net think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me; And I perhaps, may soothe this heart In thinking, toe, of thee, Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy nerer could...
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The Presbyterian Casket, Bind 3–4

1852
...bleak corpse I lave, Thou seemest still mine own ; But as I lay thee in the grave, I feel 1 am alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe thii heart In thinking, too, of thee ; Yet, there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before,...
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Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - 472 sider
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...thee; Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore. llE\-. CHAS. WOLFE AT OSTEND,...
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 785 sider
...corpse I have, That seemest still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone! And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart, In thinking...thee: Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! REMEMBER THY CREATOR IN...
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Beauties of the British Poets, with a Few Introd. Observations

George Croly (Rev., ed) - 1854
...have, Thou -n in. si still mine own ; And there I lay thee in thy graveA ml I am now alone ! WOLFE. I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may sooth this heart, I n thinking too of thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen...
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Gems of thought and flowers of fancy, ed. by R.W. Procter

Gems, Richard Wright PROCTER - 1855
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave—- And I am now alone. I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn, Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore. The above pathetic lyric...
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Englische Dichter: Eine Auswahl englischer Dichtungen mit deutscher Uebersetzung

1856 - 735 sider
...corse I have Thou seemest still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave, And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! GEORGE GORDON BYRON. Born...
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The Ballads of Ireland, Bind 2

Edward Hayes - 1856
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...thee ; Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore. O'DONOVAN'S DAUGHTER. BY...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Bind 6

1856
...there I lay thee in thy grave — And 1 am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hoot forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart,...thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore. One of the most remarkable...
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The Southern literary messenger, Bind 22–23

1856
...still my own ! But there I lay ihre in thy grave — And I am now alone! I do not think where'er tbou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart, In thinking too of thee; Yet Diere VOM round thee tuch a dawn Of light «e'er teen befort. Ai fancy neter could hate drawn, And...
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