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... star grew dark ; By Hymen's torch , by Cupid's dart , By all that thrills the beating heart ; The bright black eye , the melting blue , I cannot choose between the two . I had a vision in my dreams ; - I saw a row of twenty beams ; From ...
... star grew dark ; By Hymen's torch , by Cupid's dart , By all that thrills the beating heart ; The bright black eye , the melting blue , I cannot choose between the two . I had a vision in my dreams ; - I saw a row of twenty beams ; From ...
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... stars . Here will I lay me on the velvet grass , That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs , And hold communion with the things about me . Ah me ! how lovely is the golden braid That binds the skirt of night's descending robe ! The ...
... stars . Here will I lay me on the velvet grass , That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs , And hold communion with the things about me . Ah me ! how lovely is the golden braid That binds the skirt of night's descending robe ! The ...
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... stars are rolling in the sky , The earth rolls on below , And we can feel the rattling wheel Revolving as we go . Then tread away , my gallant boys , And make the axle fly ; Why should not wheels go round about , Like planets in the sky ...
... stars are rolling in the sky , The earth rolls on below , And we can feel the rattling wheel Revolving as we go . Then tread away , my gallant boys , And make the axle fly ; Why should not wheels go round about , Like planets in the sky ...
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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.