Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... hear GLEES . " Ship ahoy ! ship ahoy ! what cheer ? what cheer ? " Then sails are backed , we nearer come , Kind words are said of friends and home ; And soon , too soon , we part with pain , To sail o'er silent seas again . SAY , WHAT ...
... hear GLEES . " Ship ahoy ! ship ahoy ! what cheer ? what cheer ? " Then sails are backed , we nearer come , Kind words are said of friends and home ; And soon , too soon , we part with pain , To sail o'er silent seas again . SAY , WHAT ...
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... hear . And even amid the grand and gay , When Music tries her gentlest art , I never hear so sweet a lay , Or one that hangs so round my heart , As that song of the olden time , Falling sad o'er the ear , Like the dream of some village ...
... hear . And even amid the grand and gay , When Music tries her gentlest art , I never hear so sweet a lay , Or one that hangs so round my heart , As that song of the olden time , Falling sad o'er the ear , Like the dream of some village ...
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... hear ! Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn , Thou our mortal griefs hast borne , Thou hast shed the human tear ; Gracious son of Mary , hear ! When the sullen death - bell tolls For our own departed souls ; When our final doom is near ...
... hear ! Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn , Thou our mortal griefs hast borne , Thou hast shed the human tear ; Gracious son of Mary , hear ! When the sullen death - bell tolls For our own departed souls ; When our final doom is near ...
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