Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... keep her thus : In honor's line ready , When fair , keep her steady , And neither to starboard incline nor to port . If he's true in his dealings , life's wind to defy , And the helm has a trim and right scope , Not luffing , but keeping ...
... keep her thus : In honor's line ready , When fair , keep her steady , And neither to starboard incline nor to port . If he's true in his dealings , life's wind to defy , And the helm has a trim and right scope , Not luffing , but keeping ...
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George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis. KEEP THOSE EYES STILL PURELY MINE . KEEP those eyes still purely mine , Though far off I be : When on others most they shine , Then think they're turned on me . Should those lips as now ...
George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis. KEEP THOSE EYES STILL PURELY MINE . KEEP those eyes still purely mine , Though far off I be : When on others most they shine , Then think they're turned on me . Should those lips as now ...
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... keep your tears for me . The snow on Jura's steep Can smile in many a beam , Yet still in chains of coldness sleep , How bright soe'er it seem . But , when some deep - felt ray , Whose touch is fire , appears , Oh , then the smile is ...
... keep your tears for me . The snow on Jura's steep Can smile in many a beam , Yet still in chains of coldness sleep , How bright soe'er it seem . But , when some deep - felt ray , Whose touch is fire , appears , Oh , then the smile is ...
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