Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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Page 24
... never thinks on God in all the while . The traveller delighteth in the view Of change and choice of sundry kind of creatures ; To mark the habits , and to note the hue Of far born people and their sundry natures , Their shapes , their ...
... never thinks on God in all the while . The traveller delighteth in the view Of change and choice of sundry kind of creatures ; To mark the habits , and to note the hue Of far born people and their sundry natures , Their shapes , their ...
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... never drop its silv'ry tear Upon so pure , so blest a grave , To memory so entirely dear ! LOVE AND MARRIAGE . STILL the question I must parry , Still a wayward truant prove : Where I love , I must not marry ; Where I marry , cannot ...
... never drop its silv'ry tear Upon so pure , so blest a grave , To memory so entirely dear ! LOVE AND MARRIAGE . STILL the question I must parry , Still a wayward truant prove : Where I love , I must not marry ; Where I marry , cannot ...
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... never let its blight Touch the gay hearts met here to - night . Far hence be slander's sidelong wounds , Nor harsh dispute , nor discord's sounds Disturb a scene , where all should be Attuned to peace and harmony . Come , let us hear ...
... never let its blight Touch the gay hearts met here to - night . Far hence be slander's sidelong wounds , Nor harsh dispute , nor discord's sounds Disturb a scene , where all should be Attuned to peace and harmony . Come , let us hear ...
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