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... bower " The Grecian Girl's Dream of the Blessed Islands The Steersman's Song To Chloe , Imitated from Martial The Vase . " There was a vase 257 258 261 261 262 " 9 262 PAGE EPISTLES , ODES , & c . , continued— vini CONTENTS .
... bower " The Grecian Girl's Dream of the Blessed Islands The Steersman's Song To Chloe , Imitated from Martial The Vase . " There was a vase 257 258 261 261 262 " 9 262 PAGE EPISTLES , ODES , & c . , continued— vini CONTENTS .
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... Bower " . " She has beauty , but still " I saw the Moon rise clear . A Finland Love - Song • 315 315 • 316 Love and the Sun - dial Love and Time Love's Light Summer - cloud 316 • 317 of Liberty . • · " Love , wandering through the ...
... Bower " . " She has beauty , but still " I saw the Moon rise clear . A Finland Love - Song • 315 315 • 316 Love and the Sun - dial Love and Time Love's Light Summer - cloud 316 • 317 of Liberty . • · " Love , wandering through the ...
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... Bower " Let Erin remember the days of old " The Song of Fionnuala • 337 338 • 338 · 339 • 339 340 341 341 • 342 99 • 342 • 343 · 344 • 344 · 345 " Sublime was the warning " " Believe me , if all those endearing young charms Erin , O ...
... Bower " Let Erin remember the days of old " The Song of Fionnuala • 337 338 • 338 · 339 • 339 340 341 341 • 342 99 • 342 • 343 · 344 • 344 · 345 " Sublime was the warning " " Believe me , if all those endearing young charms Erin , O ...
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... bowers " VII . " The women tell me every day " PAGE 422 423 423 • 424 VIII . " I care not for the idle state " • 424 IX . “ I pray thee by the gods above " 424 425 425 426 426 427 428 429 430 431 431 432 • 432 432 433 22 433 434 99 435 ...
... bowers " VII . " The women tell me every day " PAGE 422 423 423 • 424 VIII . " I care not for the idle state " • 424 IX . “ I pray thee by the gods above " 424 425 425 426 426 427 428 429 430 431 431 432 • 432 432 433 22 433 434 99 435 ...
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... bowers with shapes of love , * One of the royal cities of Khorassan . ↑ Moses . Black was the colour adopted by the Caliphs of the House of Abbas , in their garments , turbans , and standards . " Il faut remarquer ici touchant les ...
... bowers with shapes of love , * One of the royal cities of Khorassan . ↑ Moses . Black was the colour adopted by the Caliphs of the House of Abbas , in their garments , turbans , and standards . " Il faut remarquer ici touchant les ...
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Страница 374 - Come, brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above? Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray, As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day.