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... death , to beat the ground , Than that the victor Hours should scorn The long result of love , and boast , " Behold the man that loved and lost But all he was is overworn . ' II . OLD Yew , which graspest at the stones.
... death , to beat the ground , Than that the victor Hours should scorn The long result of love , and boast , " Behold the man that loved and lost But all he was is overworn . ' II . OLD Yew , which graspest at the stones.
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... lost , Some pleasure from thine early years . Break , thou deep vase of chilling tears , That grief hath shaken into frost ! Such clouds of nameless trouble cross All night below the darken'd eyes ; With morning wakes the will , and ...
... lost , Some pleasure from thine early years . Break , thou deep vase of chilling tears , That grief hath shaken into frost ! Such clouds of nameless trouble cross All night below the darken'd eyes ; With morning wakes the will , and ...
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... lost Arthur's loved remains , Spread thy full wings , and waft him o'er . So draw him home to those that mourn In vain ; a favorable speed Ruffle thy mirror'd mast , and lead Thro ' prosperous floods his holy urn . All night no ruder ...
... lost Arthur's loved remains , Spread thy full wings , and waft him o'er . So draw him home to those that mourn In vain ; a favorable speed Ruffle thy mirror'd mast , and lead Thro ' prosperous floods his holy urn . All night no ruder ...
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... lost form that sleep reveals , And moves his doubtful arms , and feels Her place is empty , fall like these ; Which weep a loss forever new , A void where heart on heart reposed ; And , where warm hands have prest and clos'd , Silence ...
... lost form that sleep reveals , And moves his doubtful arms , and feels Her place is empty , fall like these ; Which weep a loss forever new , A void where heart on heart reposed ; And , where warm hands have prest and clos'd , Silence ...
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... - begotten rest . I hold it true , whate'er befall ; I feel it , when I sorrow most ; ' Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all . XXVIII . THE time draws near the birth of Christ 26 IN MEMORIAM .
... - begotten rest . I hold it true , whate'er befall ; I feel it , when I sorrow most ; ' Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all . XXVIII . THE time draws near the birth of Christ 26 IN MEMORIAM .
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