Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... head , Reason with my cap and bells on his head ! " But Reason the head - dress so awkwardly wore , That Beauty now liked him still less than before ; While Folly took Old Reason's book , And twisted the leaves in a cap of such ton ...
... head , Reason with my cap and bells on his head ! " But Reason the head - dress so awkwardly wore , That Beauty now liked him still less than before ; While Folly took Old Reason's book , And twisted the leaves in a cap of such ton ...
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... head its diadem hath won , Rich as the purple of the coming morn : Sing the triumphant champions of their God , From the lovely , who loved her too well ; From the heart that had grown to her own ; From the sorrow which late o'er her ...
... head its diadem hath won , Rich as the purple of the coming morn : Sing the triumphant champions of their God , From the lovely , who loved her too well ; From the heart that had grown to her own ; From the sorrow which late o'er her ...
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... head ; Thou the blood of life hast shed ; Thou hast filled a mortal bier ; Gracious Son of Mary , hear ! When the heart is sad within , With the thought of all its sin ; When the spirit shrinks with fear , Gracious Son of Mary , hear ...
... head ; Thou the blood of life hast shed ; Thou hast filled a mortal bier ; Gracious Son of Mary , hear ! When the heart is sad within , With the thought of all its sin ; When the spirit shrinks with fear , Gracious Son of Mary , hear ...
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