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... to the extent of that demanded by the Radical Reformers were grant- ed , you would , before an annual elec- tion came round , find that there were C new connexions grown up which you must again destroy , 1820. ] 19 The Warder . No VI .
... to the extent of that demanded by the Radical Reformers were grant- ed , you would , before an annual elec- tion came round , find that there were C new connexions grown up which you must again destroy , 1820. ] 19 The Warder . No VI .
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... round his head Run like wreathed snakes , and fling A shadow o'er his eyes ' glancing ; Nor the dangerous whispers , hung Like honey , roofing o'er his tongue . But think of all thy mother's glory- Of her love - of every story Of the ...
... round his head Run like wreathed snakes , and fling A shadow o'er his eyes ' glancing ; Nor the dangerous whispers , hung Like honey , roofing o'er his tongue . But think of all thy mother's glory- Of her love - of every story Of the ...
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... round , and cast Each one her odorous heap from out her lap Into one pile . Some we'll divide among us , And , for the rest , we'll fling them to the Hours ; So may Aurora's path become more fair , And we be blest in giving . Here ...
... round , and cast Each one her odorous heap from out her lap Into one pile . Some we'll divide among us , And , for the rest , we'll fling them to the Hours ; So may Aurora's path become more fair , And we be blest in giving . Here ...
Strana 38
... round his head Run like wreathed snakes , and fling A shadow o'er his eyes ' glancing ; Nor the dangerous whispers , hung Like honey , roofing o'er his tongue . But think of all thy mother's glory- Of her love - of every story Of the ...
... round his head Run like wreathed snakes , and fling A shadow o'er his eyes ' glancing ; Nor the dangerous whispers , hung Like honey , roofing o'er his tongue . But think of all thy mother's glory- Of her love - of every story Of the ...
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... round me virgins . Am I then betrayed ? Oh ! fraudful king ! Pluto . No , by this kiss , and this : I am your own , my love ; and you are mine For ever and for ever . Weep , Cyane . CHORUS . [ Forces off Proserpine . They are gone ...
... round me virgins . Am I then betrayed ? Oh ! fraudful king ! Pluto . No , by this kiss , and this : I am your own , my love ; and you are mine For ever and for ever . Weep , Cyane . CHORUS . [ Forces off Proserpine . They are gone ...
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Strana 75 - With cool and verdant gardens interspersed ; Here towers of war that frown in massy strength. While over all hangs the rich purple eve, As conscious of its being her last farewell Of light and glory to that fated city. And. as our clouds of battle dust and smoke Are melted into air, behold the Temple...
Strana 269 - The company being seated around the genial board, and each furnished with a fork, evinced their dexterity in lanching at the fattest pieces in this mighty dish — in much the same manner as sailors harpoon porpoises at sea, or our Indians spear salmon in the lakes.