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How Sleep the Brave How sleep the brave , who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring , with dewy fingers cold , Returns to deck their hallowed mould , She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ...
How Sleep the Brave How sleep the brave , who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring , with dewy fingers cold , Returns to deck their hallowed mould , She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ...
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SAMUEL ROGERS 1763-1855 The Sleeping Beauty SLEEP on , and dream of Heaven awhileThough shut so close thy laughing eyes , Thy rosy lips still wear a smile And move , and breathe delicious sighs ! Ah , now soft blushes tinge her cheeks ...
SAMUEL ROGERS 1763-1855 The Sleeping Beauty SLEEP on , and dream of Heaven awhileThough shut so close thy laughing eyes , Thy rosy lips still wear a smile And move , and breathe delicious sighs ! Ah , now soft blushes tinge her cheeks ...
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PART V ' Oh sleep ! it is a gentle thing , Beloved from pole to pole ! To Mary Queen the praise be given ! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven , That slid into my soul . By grace of The silly buckets on the deck , the holy That had so ...
PART V ' Oh sleep ! it is a gentle thing , Beloved from pole to pole ! To Mary Queen the praise be given ! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven , That slid into my soul . By grace of The silly buckets on the deck , the holy That had so ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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