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... o'er his There was not a soldier whose eye did not glisten With a tear for his leader , so feeling and brave . Hail , glorious Wolfe ! who , by victory guided , Hast seen the proud legions of Gallia fall ; Who hast o'er the battle and ...
... o'er his There was not a soldier whose eye did not glisten With a tear for his leader , so feeling and brave . Hail , glorious Wolfe ! who , by victory guided , Hast seen the proud legions of Gallia fall ; Who hast o'er the battle and ...
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... O'er algebraic heights to mount ; In mathematics to subdue Both parallels and angles too . Hail , " confusion worse confus'd , " Than any mortal e'er abus'd ; Hail , too , thou strange and motley crew , Of things incredible , but true ...
... O'er algebraic heights to mount ; In mathematics to subdue Both parallels and angles too . Hail , " confusion worse confus'd , " Than any mortal e'er abus'd ; Hail , too , thou strange and motley crew , Of things incredible , but true ...
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... O'er my dear mother's tomb ; Here I have often heav'd a sigh , Here wip'd the tear - drop from mine eye , For her untimely doom . She left us in the prime of life , A daughter , mother , and a wife , To seek her lowly grave ; Nor ...
... O'er my dear mother's tomb ; Here I have often heav'd a sigh , Here wip'd the tear - drop from mine eye , For her untimely doom . She left us in the prime of life , A daughter , mother , and a wife , To seek her lowly grave ; Nor ...
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... o'er my couch it kindly bent And honey'd accents , from a blissful tongue , Were mingled in my dream : I thought I heard Of joy , and love , and great beatitude ; And round my couch , a host of cherubim Flutter'd , and call'd the maiden ...
... o'er my couch it kindly bent And honey'd accents , from a blissful tongue , Were mingled in my dream : I thought I heard Of joy , and love , and great beatitude ; And round my couch , a host of cherubim Flutter'd , and call'd the maiden ...
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... o'er our brows , Will well become each face . O , it is excellent LATHAM . To have a giant's strength , but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant . SHAKSPEARE . Of the various subjects which at present attract the public attention ...
... o'er our brows , Will well become each face . O , it is excellent LATHAM . To have a giant's strength , but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant . SHAKSPEARE . Of the various subjects which at present attract the public attention ...
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Adelaide adieu admiration Almack's Amyntor arms AUDI ALTERAM PARTEM beauty bewitching blest bliss bosom breast bright brow Carthage Charles Dashwood charm Committee cricket Darlington dear death delight e'en e'er Editors elected ev'ry exclaimed fair fair lady fair sex fame farewell fate fear feel forget fortune friendship gentleman Giaour glorious grief hand happiness hear heard heart heav'n honor hope Hora Sarisburienses Horæ hour Kenyon ladies Latham leave look Lord Lord Ruthven lov'd meeting mind misery mortal Mytton ne'er never o'er Palmer paper pass perusal pleasure pow'r praise pray'r quadrille Reginald regret rose sacred scenes schoolfellows seem'd Seymour sigh smile song soon sorrow soul spot stanzas sweet tear tell thanks thee thine thou art thought tion Twas Utopia vex'd vote Wentworth whilst wish word young youth
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