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... fire ; It sinks beyond the distant eye Long ere the glittering vane , High wheeling in the western sky , Has faded o'er the plain . Like Sentinel and Nun , they keep Their vigil on the green ; One seems to guard , and one to weep , The ...
... fire ; It sinks beyond the distant eye Long ere the glittering vane , High wheeling in the western sky , Has faded o'er the plain . Like Sentinel and Nun , they keep Their vigil on the green ; One seems to guard , and one to weep , The ...
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... fire was flashing , A little stir among the clouds , Before they rent asunder , A little rocking of the trees , And then came on the thunder . Lord ! how the ponds and rivers boiled ! They seemed like bursting craters ! And oaks lay ...
... fire was flashing , A little stir among the clouds , Before they rent asunder , A little rocking of the trees , And then came on the thunder . Lord ! how the ponds and rivers boiled ! They seemed like bursting craters ! And oaks lay ...
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... may betray the fact by their somewhat rhetorical and sonorous character . Scenes of my youth ! awake its slumbering fire ! Ye winds of Memory , sweep the silent lyre ! Ray of the past , if yet thou canst appear POETRY : A METRICAL ESSAY 35.
... may betray the fact by their somewhat rhetorical and sonorous character . Scenes of my youth ! awake its slumbering fire ! Ye winds of Memory , sweep the silent lyre ! Ray of the past , if yet thou canst appear POETRY : A METRICAL ESSAY 35.
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Page 2 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 1 - I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town.