PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... morn arise . § 108. Sonnet to Twilight . MISS WILLIAMS . MEEK Twilight ! haste to shroud the solar ray , And bring ... morning hail , She bids fresh beauty live along the vale , And rapture tremble in the vocal shade : Sweet is the lucid ...
... morn arise . § 108. Sonnet to Twilight . MISS WILLIAMS . MEEK Twilight ! haste to shroud the solar ray , And bring ... morning hail , She bids fresh beauty live along the vale , And rapture tremble in the vocal shade : Sweet is the lucid ...
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... morn , [ prove , And the damps of each evening repel : Alas ! I am faint and forlorn : " Now gliding remote on the ... morn is approaching , your charms to re- store , more : Perfum'd with fresh fragrance , and glitt'ring with dew . Nor ...
... morn , [ prove , And the damps of each evening repel : Alas ! I am faint and forlorn : " Now gliding remote on the ... morn is approaching , your charms to re- store , more : Perfum'd with fresh fragrance , and glitt'ring with dew . Nor ...
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... morn appear . " But hark ! the cock has warn'd me hence : A long , and last adieu ! Come see , false man ! how low she lies , That died for love of you . " Now birds did sing , and Morning smil❜d , And show'd her glittering head ; Pale ...
... morn appear . " But hark ! the cock has warn'd me hence : A long , and last adieu ! Come see , false man ! how low she lies , That died for love of you . " Now birds did sing , and Morning smil❜d , And show'd her glittering head ; Pale ...
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