Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... eyes - if thou wilt be mine , love ! And thoughts , whose source is hidden and high , Like streams , that come from ... EYES . To ladies ' eyes around , boy , We can't refuse , we cant't refuse , Though bright eyes so abound , boy ...
... eyes - if thou wilt be mine , love ! And thoughts , whose source is hidden and high , Like streams , that come from ... EYES . To ladies ' eyes around , boy , We can't refuse , we cant't refuse , Though bright eyes so abound , boy ...
Page 18
... eyes . " SONG . Ir to see thee be to love thee , If to love thee be to prize Nought of earth or heav'n above thee , Nor to live but for those eyes : If such love to mortal given , Be wrong to earth , be wrong to heav'n , ' Tis not for ...
... eyes . " SONG . Ir to see thee be to love thee , If to love thee be to prize Nought of earth or heav'n above thee , Nor to live but for those eyes : If such love to mortal given , Be wrong to earth , be wrong to heav'n , ' Tis not for ...
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... eyes , when first The bandage from her brow was taken , And , pale and awed as those who waken In their dark tombs -- when , scowling near , The Searchers of the Gravet appear , - She shudd'ring turn'd to read her fate In the fierce eyes ...
... eyes , when first The bandage from her brow was taken , And , pale and awed as those who waken In their dark tombs -- when , scowling near , The Searchers of the Gravet appear , - She shudd'ring turn'd to read her fate In the fierce eyes ...
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