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... Glory 230 ' To 1801. " To be the theme " 231 Song . " Take back the sigh " 232 A Ballad . The Lake of the Dismal Swamp . 232 To the Marchioness Dowager of Donegal 233 The Genius of Harmony 236 To George Morgan , Esq . , of Norfolk ...
... Glory 230 ' To 1801. " To be the theme " 231 Song . " Take back the sigh " 232 A Ballad . The Lake of the Dismal Swamp . 232 To the Marchioness Dowager of Donegal 233 The Genius of Harmony 236 To George Morgan , Esq . , of Norfolk ...
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... glory waits thee " 334 War Song . " Remember the glories of Brien the Brave " 335 " Erin ! the tear and the smile in thine eyes " 335 " Oh ! breathe not his name " 336 " When he who adores thee 336 " The Harp that once through Tara's ...
... glory waits thee " 334 War Song . " Remember the glories of Brien the Brave " 335 " Erin ! the tear and the smile in thine eyes " 335 " Oh ! breathe not his name " 336 " When he who adores thee 336 " The Harp that once through Tara's ...
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... Glory , the candle for which was made of the fat of a dead malefactor . This , however , was rather a western than an eastern superstition . The material of which images of Gaudma ( the Birman Deity ) are made , is held sacred ...
... Glory , the candle for which was made of the fat of a dead malefactor . This , however , was rather a western than an eastern superstition . The material of which images of Gaudma ( the Birman Deity ) are made , is held sacred ...
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... glory gone ? Come , come - this morn's fatigue hath made them pale , They want rekindling - suns themselves would fail Did not their comets bring , as I to thee , From light's own fount supplies of brilliancy . Thou seest this cup - no ...
... glory gone ? Come , come - this morn's fatigue hath made them pale , They want rekindling - suns themselves would fail Did not their comets bring , as I to thee , From light's own fount supplies of brilliancy . Thou seest this cup - no ...
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... glory ; to light up thy cheek With warm approval - in that gentle look To read my praise , as in an angel's book , And think all toils rewarded , when from thee I gain a smile worth immortality ! How shall I bear the moment when ...
... glory ; to light up thy cheek With warm approval - in that gentle look To read my praise , as in an angel's book , And think all toils rewarded , when from thee I gain a smile worth immortality ! How shall I bear the moment when ...
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Страница 335 - RICH and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore ; But oh ! her beauty was far beyond Her sparkling gems, or snow-white wand. " Lady ! dost thou not fear to stray " So lone and lovely through this bleak way ? " Are Erin's sons so good or so cold, " As not to be tempted by woman or gold...
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