The Dublin Inquisitor, ..., Томови 1-2C.P. Archer, ..., Dame Street., 1821 |
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... heart - and one that possesses the value of erudition , unsullied by its obscurity . The wisest men of antiquity have considered that example is more forcible than precept , and the actions of illustrious characters are , in consequence ...
... heart - and one that possesses the value of erudition , unsullied by its obscurity . The wisest men of antiquity have considered that example is more forcible than precept , and the actions of illustrious characters are , in consequence ...
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... heart of genuine worth , And watch thy waking hour with wings unfurl'd , Anxious to bear thee to a brighter world ; While many a grateful heart thou leav'st behind , To mourn some tender tie of life untwin'd ; Here a fond wife recalls ...
... heart of genuine worth , And watch thy waking hour with wings unfurl'd , Anxious to bear thee to a brighter world ; While many a grateful heart thou leav'st behind , To mourn some tender tie of life untwin'd ; Here a fond wife recalls ...
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... heart , Full of all the best feelings that nature could give ; There are few can forget , it was wont to impart The best actions that render man worthy to live . That heart was so kind , and that friendship so true , That to know and to ...
... heart , Full of all the best feelings that nature could give ; There are few can forget , it was wont to impart The best actions that render man worthy to live . That heart was so kind , and that friendship so true , That to know and to ...
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... heart , like the sun - gleam that gilds the verge of the horizon , when the luminary that lends it has sunk beneath the wave . Sweet are the feelings of the breast that thus can dwell on the remembrance of the dead , mingling the tear ...
... heart , like the sun - gleam that gilds the verge of the horizon , when the luminary that lends it has sunk beneath the wave . Sweet are the feelings of the breast that thus can dwell on the remembrance of the dead , mingling the tear ...
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... heart of DE WINZA now repose ? Cold is the breast where all my griefs were cherished - all my crimes forgotten ; like the Pelican in the wilderness , I am alone in my native land , no friend to cheer , no voice to soothe me ; every hope ...
... heart of DE WINZA now repose ? Cold is the breast where all my griefs were cherished - all my crimes forgotten ; like the Pelican in the wilderness , I am alone in my native land , no friend to cheer , no voice to soothe me ; every hope ...
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