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... fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm ; thy best of rest is sleep , And that thou oft provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death , which is no more . Thou'rt not thyself ; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out ...
... fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm ; thy best of rest is sleep , And that thou oft provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death , which is no more . Thou'rt not thyself ; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out ...
Page 281
... fear , knows no control , Because his conscience , seared and foul , Feels not the import of his deed ; One , whose ... fear with them , of all most base , The fear of death , —alone finds place . This wretch was clad in frock and cowl ...
... fear , knows no control , Because his conscience , seared and foul , Feels not the import of his deed ; One , whose ... fear with them , of all most base , The fear of death , —alone finds place . This wretch was clad in frock and cowl ...
Page 389
... rich , and deep , and passionate farewell ! I pour each fervent thought With fear , hope , trèmbling , fraught , Into the notes that o'er my dust shall swell . THE PALM TREE . It waved not through an Eastern MRS . HEMANS 389.
... rich , and deep , and passionate farewell ! I pour each fervent thought With fear , hope , trèmbling , fraught , Into the notes that o'er my dust shall swell . THE PALM TREE . It waved not through an Eastern MRS . HEMANS 389.
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