Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... fire beneath his crucible was ow ; Yet still it burned ; and ever as hi thoughts Grew insupportable , he raised hirself Upon his wasted arm , and stirredthe coals With difficult energy , and when he rod Fell from his nerveless fingers ...
... fire beneath his crucible was ow ; Yet still it burned ; and ever as hi thoughts Grew insupportable , he raised hirself Upon his wasted arm , and stirredthe coals With difficult energy , and when he rod Fell from his nerveless fingers ...
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... fire toward the shrine Of Him in heaven , th ' Eternal one ! ' So innocent the maid , so free From mortal taint in soul and frame , Whom ' twas my crime - my destiny- To love , ay , burn for , with a flame , To which earth's wildest fires ...
... fire toward the shrine Of Him in heaven , th ' Eternal one ! ' So innocent the maid , so free From mortal taint in soul and frame , Whom ' twas my crime - my destiny- To love , ay , burn for , with a flame , To which earth's wildest fires ...
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... fire the skilful master tries ; And , as the dingy hue assumes a brilliant red , The heated anchor feeds that fire on which it fed : The huge sledge - hammers round in order they arrange , And waking anchorsmiths await the looked - for ...
... fire the skilful master tries ; And , as the dingy hue assumes a brilliant red , The heated anchor feeds that fire on which it fed : The huge sledge - hammers round in order they arrange , And waking anchorsmiths await the looked - for ...
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