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... smiling land , And read their history in a nation's eyes , XVII . Their growing virtues , but their crimes confin'd. Th ' applause of listening senates to command ; Their lot forbad : nor circumscrib'd alone The struggling pangs.
... smiling land , And read their history in a nation's eyes , XVII . Their growing virtues , but their crimes confin'd. Th ' applause of listening senates to command ; Their lot forbad : nor circumscrib'd alone The struggling pangs.
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... . There , at the foot of yonder nodding beech , That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high , His listless length , at noontide , would he stretch , And pore upon the brook that babbles by . XXVII . " Hard by yon wood , now smiling ...
... . There , at the foot of yonder nodding beech , That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high , His listless length , at noontide , would he stretch , And pore upon the brook that babbles by . XXVII . " Hard by yon wood , now smiling ...
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Thomas Gray John Martin. XXVII . " Hard by yon wood , now smiling , as in scorn , Muttering his wayward fancies , he would rove ; Now drooping , woeful , wan , like one forlorn , Or craz'd with care , or cross'd in hopeless love . PUBLIC ...
Thomas Gray John Martin. XXVII . " Hard by yon wood , now smiling , as in scorn , Muttering his wayward fancies , he would rove ; Now drooping , woeful , wan , like one forlorn , Or craz'd with care , or cross'd in hopeless love . PUBLIC ...