PoetryBenjamin B. Mussey, 1842 |
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Pagina 6
... dead . Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing . [ ' tis Which of these sorrows is he subject to ? Man's Pre - eminence . WHY head - strong liberty is lash'd with woe , There's nothing situate under Heaven's eye , But hath its bound ...
... dead . Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing . [ ' tis Which of these sorrows is he subject to ? Man's Pre - eminence . WHY head - strong liberty is lash'd with woe , There's nothing situate under Heaven's eye , But hath its bound ...
Pagina 7
... dead - man : this pernicious slave , Forsooth , took on him as a conjurer : And gazing in my eyes , feeling my pulse , And with no face as ' t were outfacing me , Cries out , I was possest . Old Age . Not know my voice ! O time's ...
... dead - man : this pernicious slave , Forsooth , took on him as a conjurer : And gazing in my eyes , feeling my pulse , And with no face as ' t were outfacing me , Cries out , I was possest . Old Age . Not know my voice ! O time's ...
Pagina 10
... Dead to infliction , to themselves are dead ; And liberty plucks justice by the nose : The baby beats the nurse , and quite athwart Goes all decorum . A Virgin addressed . Hail , virgin , if you be ; as those cheek - roses Proclaim you ...
... Dead to infliction , to themselves are dead ; And liberty plucks justice by the nose : The baby beats the nurse , and quite athwart Goes all decorum . A Virgin addressed . Hail , virgin , if you be ; as those cheek - roses Proclaim you ...
Pagina 27
... dead , No sovereignty : [ be And makes my labors pleasures : O , she is Ten times more gentle than her father ' s crabbed : [ move And he ' s compos'd of harshness . I must re- All things in common nature should produce , Without sweat ...
... dead , No sovereignty : [ be And makes my labors pleasures : O , she is Ten times more gentle than her father ' s crabbed : [ move And he ' s compos'd of harshness . I must re- All things in common nature should produce , Without sweat ...
Pagina 29
... dead of night , Holla your name to the reverberate hills , And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out , Olivia ! O , you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth , But you should pity me . Serious Music most agreeable ...
... dead of night , Holla your name to the reverberate hills , And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out , Olivia ! O , you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth , But you should pity me . Serious Music most agreeable ...
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