Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... hope may remain Of the few that have brightened his pathway of pain , But he ne'er will forget the short vision ... Hope , like the bird in the story , † That flitted from tree to tree With the talisman's glittering glory- Has Hope been ...
... hope may remain Of the few that have brightened his pathway of pain , But he ne'er will forget the short vision ... Hope , like the bird in the story , † That flitted from tree to tree With the talisman's glittering glory- Has Hope been ...
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... HOPE . Ar morn , beside yon summer sea , Young Hope and Love reclined ; But scarce had noon - tide come , when he Into his bark leaped smilingly , And left poor Hope behind . " I go , " said Love , " to sail awhile Across this sunny ...
... HOPE . Ar morn , beside yon summer sea , Young Hope and Love reclined ; But scarce had noon - tide come , when he Into his bark leaped smilingly , And left poor Hope behind . " I go , " said Love , " to sail awhile Across this sunny ...
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... Hope from vanity to sever ; Offering joys that bloom for ever , In that amaranthine clime , Far above the tears of time , Where nor fear nor hope intrude , Lost in pure beatitude ! A NEW YEAR . COME , let us anew , Our journey pursue ...
... Hope from vanity to sever ; Offering joys that bloom for ever , In that amaranthine clime , Far above the tears of time , Where nor fear nor hope intrude , Lost in pure beatitude ! A NEW YEAR . COME , let us anew , Our journey pursue ...
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