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" But gladly, as the precept were her own ; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. "
Poems - Page 273
by William Cowper - 1808
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Town's Third Reader: Containing a Selection of Lessons, Exclusively from ...

Salem Town - American literature - 1845 - 264 pages
...EXAMPLES. Is your father well, the old man of whom ye spake ? Is he yet alive ? Jesus saith unto her, Mary. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed. RULE 6. The last pause but one in a sentence closed by a falling inflection, usually has a very slight...
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"Mother" in Verse and Prose: A Book of Remembrance

Robert Haven Schauffler - Mothers - 1916 - 400 pages
...Company. Who bidst me honor with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. I will obey, — not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...charm for my relief, — Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed, Volume 1

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - English literature - 1916 - 964 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. 20 My mother! when I learned ɛ q z 0p 23 1 [ (AT c p <)Ntob * 0r0 6#VdE# Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou...
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English Prose and Poetry (1137-1892).

English poetry - 1916 - 792 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. 20 > My mother 1 when I learnt Their welfare pleased him, and their cares distrest: ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? 1 fifty-two...
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An Anthology of Mother Verse

Elizabeth McCracken - Mothers - 1917 - 228 pages
...here ! Who bid'st me honor with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast...
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An Anthology of Mother Verse

Elizabeth McCracken - Mothers - 1917 - 232 pages
...here I Who bid'st me honor with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long, j 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast...
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English Poets of the Eighteenth Century

Ernest Bernbaum - English poetry - 1918 - 422 pages
...here! Who bidd'st me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long, 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast...
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English Poets of the Eighteenth Century

Ernest Bernbaum - English poetry - 1918 - 412 pages
...honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long, 1 will obey, not willingly alone, And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy...weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast...
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The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918, Volume 2

American poetry - 1918 - 2062 pages
...relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned This aquatical, musing flamingo! This dreamy, uncertain Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son. Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou...
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English Poets of the Eighteenth Century

Ernest Bernbaum - English poetry - 1918 - 436 pages
...Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art. she. My mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps, thou...
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