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Page 217
... thought , that thou art safe , and he ! That thought is joy , arrive what may to me . My boast is not , that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned , and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise- The son of parents ...
... thought , that thou art safe , and he ! That thought is joy , arrive what may to me . My boast is not , that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned , and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise- The son of parents ...
Page 328
... thought , and drive them back Full into all the mire , and strife , And vanities of that man's life , Who , more than all that e'er have glowed With Fancy's flame ( and it was his , If ever given to mortal ) showed What an imposter ...
... thought , and drive them back Full into all the mire , and strife , And vanities of that man's life , Who , more than all that e'er have glowed With Fancy's flame ( and it was his , If ever given to mortal ) showed What an imposter ...
Page 382
... thought of the morrow . We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed , And smoothed down his lonely pillow , That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head , And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's ...
... thought of the morrow . We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed , And smoothed down his lonely pillow , That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head , And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's ...
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