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" Thy heart—thy heart!—I wake and sigh, And sleep to dream till day, Of the truth that gold can never buy— Of the baubles that it may. "
Woman's a riddle; or, Baby Warmstrey - Page 296
by Philip Sheldon - 1874
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The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volume 27

Periodicals - 1846
...Like starlight on a pall. •Thyh^rtl l*yheartl I wake and tigh, And sleep to dre.un till day, Of tile truth that gold can never buy, Of the baubles that it may.' 1 The child is father of the man,' but the father in this case is superior to the offspring. There...
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The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe, Volume 2

Edgar Allan Poe - 1857
...desolately fall, O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall— . Thy heart—thy heart !—I wake and sigh, And sleep to dream till day Of the truth that gold can never buy— A DREAM. IN visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed— But a waking dream of life...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With Original Memoir

Edgar Allan Poe - American poetry - 1858 - 247 pages
...Heaven of heart enshrined, Then desolately fall, 0 God! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall— Thy heart—thy heart!—I wake and sigh, And sleep...to dream till day Of the truth that gold can never huy— Of the baubles that it may. ^^f^K^^^^^^^y IkJFzSfo-. ; '"^^^^^3w^W^ ^^^ ^ 193 CC A DREAM. N...
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THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE

EDGAR ALLAN POE - 1858
...desolately fall, O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall— Thy heart—thy heart !—I wake and sigh, And sleep to dream till day Of the truth that gold can never huy— Of the baubles that it may. A DEEAM. visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed-—...
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The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales

Edgar Allan Poe - 1859
...enshrined Then desolately fall, O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall— Thy heart—Ihy heart!—I wake and sigh And sleep to dream till day Of the truth that gold can never buy— A DREAM. m A DREAM. In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed— But a waking dream...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe - American poetry - 1865 - 191 pages
...of heart enshrined, Then desolately fall, O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall. in. Thy heart—thy heart!—I wake and sigh, And sleep...dream till day Of the truth that gold can never buy— ADREA M. In visions of the dark night, I have dreamed of joy departed; But a waking dream of life and...
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The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, ed. by J. Hannay. Complete ed

Edgar Allan Poe - 1865
...of heart enshrined, Then desolately fall, O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall. in. Thy heart—thy heart!—I wake and sigh, And sleep...dream till day Of the truth that gold can never buy— A DREAM. IN visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed; But a waking dream of life and...
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The works of Edgar Allan Poe [with a mem. by R.W. Griswold].

Edgar Allan Poe - 1865
...Heaven of heart enshrined Then desolately fall, O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall— Thy heart—thy heart!—I wake and sigh, And sleep to dream till day Of the truth tnat gold can never buy— A DREAM. IN visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed—...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe, with Original Memoir. Illustrated by ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1866
...Heaven of heart enshrined, Then desolately fall, O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall— Thy heart—thy heart!—I wake and sigh, And sleep to dream till day < )f the truth that gold can never buy— Of the baubles that it may. A DREAM. X visions of the dark...
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The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, with orig. memoir. New illustr. ed

Edgar Allan Poe - 1871
...Heaven of heart enshrined, Then desolately fall, 0 God ! on my funeral mind Like starlight on a pall— Thy heart—thy heart!—I wake and sigh, And sleep...gold can never buy— Of the baubles that it may. A DREAM. N visions of the dark night 'AI have dreamed of joy departed— ?ut a waking dream of life...
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