Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... silent , and dark , be the tears that we shed , As the night - dew that falls on the grass o'er his head . But the night - dew that falls , though in silence it weeps , Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the ...
... silent , and dark , be the tears that we shed , As the night - dew that falls on the grass o'er his head . But the night - dew that falls , though in silence it weeps , Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the ...
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... Silent and waste her bowers , Where once the mighty trod , And sunk those guilty towers , While Baal reigned as God . " Go " -said the LORD- " Ye Conquerors ! Steep in her blood your swords , And raze to earth her battlements , T For ...
... Silent and waste her bowers , Where once the mighty trod , And sunk those guilty towers , While Baal reigned as God . " Go " -said the LORD- " Ye Conquerors ! Steep in her blood your swords , And raze to earth her battlements , T For ...
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... silent faith , Put on submissive strength to meet , not question death ! - THE OLIVE TREE . The palm - the vine - the cedar - each hath power To bid fair Oriental shapes glance by , And each quick glistening of the laurel bower Walls ...
... silent faith , Put on submissive strength to meet , not question death ! - THE OLIVE TREE . The palm - the vine - the cedar - each hath power To bid fair Oriental shapes glance by , And each quick glistening of the laurel bower Walls ...
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