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Page 134
The female fays shall haunt the green , And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The
redbreast oft at evening hours , Shall kindly lend his little aid , With hoary moss ,
and gathered flowers , To deck the ground where thou art laid . When howling ...
The female fays shall haunt the green , And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The
redbreast oft at evening hours , Shall kindly lend his little aid , With hoary moss ,
and gathered flowers , To deck the ground where thou art laid . When howling ...
Page 135
ODE ON THE DEATH OF THOMSON In yonder grave a Druid lies , Where slowly
winds the stealing wave ! The year's best sweets shall duteous rise , To deck its
poet's sylvan grave . In yon deep bed of whispering reeds , His airy harp shall ...
ODE ON THE DEATH OF THOMSON In yonder grave a Druid lies , Where slowly
winds the stealing wave ! The year's best sweets shall duteous rise , To deck its
poet's sylvan grave . In yon deep bed of whispering reeds , His airy harp shall ...
Page 274
The words may not again be said , That he spoke to me , on death - bed laid ;
They would rend this abbaye's massy nave , And pile it in heaps above his grave
. " I swore to bury his Mighty Book , That never mortal might therein look ; And
never ...
The words may not again be said , That he spoke to me , on death - bed laid ;
They would rend this abbaye's massy nave , And pile it in heaps above his grave
. " I swore to bury his Mighty Book , That never mortal might therein look ; And
never ...
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