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Page 174
... brow Do thine , sweet AUBURN , thine , the loveliestin , Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'n now , perhaps , by cold and hunger led , At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah , no . To distant climes , a dreary scene ...
... brow Do thine , sweet AUBURN , thine , the loveliestin , Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'n now , perhaps , by cold and hunger led , At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah , no . To distant climes , a dreary scene ...
Page 304
... harsh , or cruel . Still that noise , That low and dismal moaning . Half withdrawn , A little to the left sits one in crimson , A venerable man , fourscore and upward . Cold drops of sweat stand on his furrowed brow . ROGERS Foscari.
... harsh , or cruel . Still that noise , That low and dismal moaning . Half withdrawn , A little to the left sits one in crimson , A venerable man , fourscore and upward . Cold drops of sweat stand on his furrowed brow . ROGERS Foscari.
Page 342
... brow , Alas ! I cannot smile again ; Yet heaven avert that ever thou Shouldst weep , and haply weep in vain . And dost thou ask , what secret wo I bear , corroding joy and youth ? And wilt thou vainly seek to know A pang , ev'n thou ...
... brow , Alas ! I cannot smile again ; Yet heaven avert that ever thou Shouldst weep , and haply weep in vain . And dost thou ask , what secret wo I bear , corroding joy and youth ? And wilt thou vainly seek to know A pang , ev'n thou ...
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