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" Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your care ; Fled on wings of our own making, We have left our owners bare. "
The Polite Miscellany: Containing Variety of Food for the Mind; Being an ... - Page 232
1764 - 370 pages
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The casket of poesy [ed. by J. Cole].

John Cole - 1827 - 166 pages
...among the dead. Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your car«: Fled on wings of oar own making, We have left our owners bare. Sons of honour, fed on praises, Flutt'ring high in fancied worths Lo the fickle air that raises, Brings us down to parent-earth....
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Poetic gems: partly original; but chiefly selected from the best authors: by ...

Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 pages
...boasted white and red, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dead. Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your care ; Fled...have left our owners bare. Sons of honour, fed on praises, Flutt'ring high in fancied worth, Lo ! the fickle air that raises, Brings us down to parent...
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The Saturday Magazine ..., Volume 1

1833 - 814 pages
...boasted white and" red, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dead. Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your care ; Fled...have left our owners bare. Sons of honour, fed on praises, Flutt'ring high in fancied worth, Lo ! the fickle air, that raises, Brings us down to parent...
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The Saturday Magazine, Volume 1

1833 - 310 pages
...boasted white and red, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dcid. ' Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your care.; ' ' '•' -•' ' Fled on wings of.our own milking, ' : We have left our owners bare. Sons of honour, fed on praises, . ' . Flutt'ring...
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The People's Magazine, Volume 1

1834 - 222 pages
...boasted white and red, View iis, late in beauty blooming, Numbered now among the dead. Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your care; Fled...own making, We have left our owners bare. Sons of honor, fed on praises, Flutt'ring high in fancied worth, Lo ! the fickle air, that raises, Brings us...
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A Collection, in Prose and Verse, for the Use of Schools

Andrew Thomson - Readers - 1835 - 302 pages
...boasted white and red ; View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dead. Griping misers ! nightly waking, See the end of all your care ; Fled...have left our owners bare. Sons of honour ! fed on praises, Flutt'ring high in fancied worth : Lo ! the fickle air that raises, Brings us down to parent...
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The Sacred Classics: Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, Volume 28

Richard Cattermole - Christianity - 1836 - 388 pages
...boasted white and red, View us, late in beauty blooming. Numbered now among the dead. Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your care; Fled,...have left our owners bare. Sons of honour, fed on praises, Fluttering high, in fancied worth, Lo ! the fickle air, that raises, Brings us down to parent...
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Lessons for young persons in humble life [by E. Frank].

Elizabeth Frank - 1842 - 304 pages
...boasted white and red ; View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dead. Griping misers ! nightly waking, See the end of all your care ; Fled...have left our owners bare. Sons of honour ! fed on praises, Flutt'ring high in fancied worth ; Lo ! the fickle air that raises, Brings us down to parent...
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The Child at Home, Volume 3

Christian literature for children - 1843 - 686 pages
...boasted white and red, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dead. Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your care ; Fled...have left our owners bare. Sons of honour, fed on praises, Flutt'ring high in fancied worth, Lo ! the fickle air that raises, Brings us down to parent...
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The Child's own annual

1844 - 206 pages
...boasted white and red, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number' d now among the dead. Griping misers, nightly waking, See the end of all your care ; Fled...have left our owners bare. Sons of honour, fed on praises, Flutt'ring high in fancied worth, Lo ! the fickle air that raises, Brings us down to parent...
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