Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... stood Watching the coming of the twilight on , As if it were a new and perfect world , And this were its first eve . She stood alone By the low window , with the silken lash Of her soft eye upraised , and her sweet mouth Half parted ...
... stood Watching the coming of the twilight on , As if it were a new and perfect world , And this were its first eve . She stood alone By the low window , with the silken lash Of her soft eye upraised , and her sweet mouth Half parted ...
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... stood an unsold captive in the mart , A gray - haired and majestical old man , Chained to a pillar . It was almost night , And the last seller from his place had gone , And not a sound was heard but of a dog Crunching beneath the stall ...
... stood an unsold captive in the mart , A gray - haired and majestical old man , Chained to a pillar . It was almost night , And the last seller from his place had gone , And not a sound was heard but of a dog Crunching beneath the stall ...
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... stood ! A shudder ran through every vein- All eyes were turn'd on high ! There stood the boy , with dizzy brain , Between the sea and sky ! No hold had he above - below ! Alone he stood in air ! At that far height none dared to go- No ...
... stood ! A shudder ran through every vein- All eyes were turn'd on high ! There stood the boy , with dizzy brain , Between the sea and sky ! No hold had he above - below ! Alone he stood in air ! At that far height none dared to go- No ...
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