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Page 13
Is not short pain well borne , that brings long ease , And lays the soul to sleep in
quiet grave ? Sleep after toil , port after stormy seas , Ease after war , death after
life , doth greatly please . ” The knight much wondered at his sudden wit , And ...
Is not short pain well borne , that brings long ease , And lays the soul to sleep in
quiet grave ? Sleep after toil , port after stormy seas , Ease after war , death after
life , doth greatly please . ” The knight much wondered at his sudden wit , And ...
Page 121
Lo , in the vale of years beneath A grisly troop are seen , The painful family of
death , More hideous than their queen ... To each his sufferings ; all are men ,
Condemned alike to groan : The tender for another's pain , The unfeeling for his
own .
Lo , in the vale of years beneath A grisly troop are seen , The painful family of
death , More hideous than their queen ... To each his sufferings ; all are men ,
Condemned alike to groan : The tender for another's pain , The unfeeling for his
own .
Page 127
... plain forsaken lies , A weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam ,
whatever realms to see , My heart , untravelled , fondly turns to thee ; Still to my
brother turns with ceaseless pain , And drags at each remove a lengthening
chain .
... plain forsaken lies , A weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam ,
whatever realms to see , My heart , untravelled , fondly turns to thee ; Still to my
brother turns with ceaseless pain , And drags at each remove a lengthening
chain .
Page 210
... One who an infant in her arms sustains , And seems in patience striving with
her pains ; Pinched are her looks , as one ... Serene her manner , till some
sudden pain Frets the meek soul , and then she's calm again Her broken pitcher
to the ...
... One who an infant in her arms sustains , And seems in patience striving with
her pains ; Pinched are her looks , as one ... Serene her manner , till some
sudden pain Frets the meek soul , and then she's calm again Her broken pitcher
to the ...
Page 349
They bound thy temples with the twisted thorn , Thy bruised feet went languid on
with pain ; The blood , from all thy flesh with scourges torn , Deepened thy robe of
mockery's crimson grain ; Whose native vesture bright Was the unapproached ...
They bound thy temples with the twisted thorn , Thy bruised feet went languid on
with pain ; The blood , from all thy flesh with scourges torn , Deepened thy robe of
mockery's crimson grain ; Whose native vesture bright Was the unapproached ...
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