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... mind the gravel paths of our rosary seemed to dwell unpleasantly . " It seems an odd taste , sir , " I ventured to say , " for a man in your line of life . " There " If you will look about you ( which most people won't do ) , " says ...
... mind the gravel paths of our rosary seemed to dwell unpleasantly . " It seems an odd taste , sir , " I ventured to say , " for a man in your line of life . " There " If you will look about you ( which most people won't do ) , " says ...
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... mind and body , fand I nane . Never , since the banquet of time , Found I a virgin in her prime , Till late this bonny maiden I saw As spotless as the morning snaw . Full twenty years she has lived as free As the spirits that sojourn in ...
... mind and body , fand I nane . Never , since the banquet of time , Found I a virgin in her prime , Till late this bonny maiden I saw As spotless as the morning snaw . Full twenty years she has lived as free As the spirits that sojourn in ...
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... mind . We have watched their steps as the dawning shone , And deep in the green - wood walks alone ; By lily bower , and silken bed , The viewless tears have o'er them shed ; Have soothed their ardent minds to sleep , Or left the couch ...
... mind . We have watched their steps as the dawning shone , And deep in the green - wood walks alone ; By lily bower , and silken bed , The viewless tears have o'er them shed ; Have soothed their ardent minds to sleep , Or left the couch ...
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... mind ; But now it's too late , for with grief I see , My peace of mind has deserted me . Artists may picture and poets praise The scant - clad Venus of former days ; But lovelier far , to my eyes , than that , Are the well - draped form ...
... mind ; But now it's too late , for with grief I see , My peace of mind has deserted me . Artists may picture and poets praise The scant - clad Venus of former days ; But lovelier far , to my eyes , than that , Are the well - draped form ...
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... mind a lover more or less ; What sorrow , then , has seized upon the fair ? Satiric muse , thy sneer profane forbear ! Approach and read the record of her grief , Inscribed in tears upon her handkerchief : - " Relentless Death , at one ...
... mind a lover more or less ; What sorrow , then , has seized upon the fair ? Satiric muse , thy sneer profane forbear ! Approach and read the record of her grief , Inscribed in tears upon her handkerchief : - " Relentless Death , at one ...
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