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" Soften'd his spirit) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play : — Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure and godless... "
Annual Register - Side 324
redigeret af - 1818
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

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Thomas Moore - 1865
...if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play : — Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the...that unclouded, joyous gaze • As torches, that have burn'd all night Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious rays. But hark...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog




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