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" Fancy * paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames... "
Poems on various subjects, selected by E. Tomkins - Page 32
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The Leading Poets of Scotland: From Early Times

Walter Jenkinson Kaye - English poetry - 1891 - 314 pages
...poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll ! For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the Summer ray Russets...rises in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the...
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Educational Review

Nicholas Murray Butler, Frank Pierrepont Graves, William McAndrew - Education - 1918
...remote Is he, not yet the candidate for light, The future embryo slumbering in his sire. From Thompson: Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...
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Why She Became a Spiritualist: Twelve Lectures Delivered Before the ...

Abby Ann Judson - Spiritualists - 1892 - 263 pages
...good, pleasure, and profit, whether now, or never so many myriads of ages hence." FROM "THE SEASONS." Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...
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The Library of Choice Literature and Encyclopædia of Universal Authorship ...

Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon - Literature - 1893
...they roll. For lue, when I forget the darling theme. Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray RuaseU the plain, inspiring autumn gleams, Or winter rises in the blackening east, Ue my tongue mute— my fancy jaint no more, And, dead to joy. forget my heart to beat I Should fate...
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The Classic and the Beautiful from the Literature of Three ..., Volume 4

Henry Coppée - Literature - 1894
...the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of seasons as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russets...winter rises in the blackening east, Be my tongue mute ; may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget, my heart, to beat ! Should Fate command me to...
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Why She Became a Spititualist: Twelve Lectures Delivered Before the ...

Abby Ann Judson - 1895 - 263 pages
...good, pleasure, and profit, whether now, or never so many myriads of ages hence." FROM "THE SEASONS." Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...
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Poems, Songs, and Letters: Being the Complete Works of Robert Burns

Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - Poets, Scottish - 1896 - 636 pages
...death cover it ; let it not be numbered in the hours of the day !" " When T fnrpct the darlinjr theme. Be my tongue mute ! my fancy paint no more ! And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat !" I have just met with my old friend, the ship captain*—guess my pleasure: to meet you could alone...
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Poems, Songs, and Letters: Being the Complete Works of Robert Burns

Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - Poets, Scottish - 1896 - 636 pages
...death cover it ; let it not be numbered in the hours of the day !" " When I forget the darlinfr theme, Be my tongue mute ! my fancy paint no more ! And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! " I have just met with my old friend, the ship captain*— guess my pleasure : to meet you could...
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Burns' Clarinda: Brief Papers Concerning the Poet's Renowned Correspondent

John Dawson Ross - 1897 - 250 pages
...death cover it ; let it not be numbered in the hours of the day ! " " When I forget the darling theme, Be my tongue mute ! my fancy paint no more ! And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! " I have just met with my old friend, the ship captain * — guess my pleasure : to meet you could...
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Burns' Clarinda: Brief Papers Concerning the Poet's Renowned Correspondent

John Dawson Ross - 1897 - 250 pages
...death cover it ; let it not be numbered in the hours of the day ! " " When I forget the darling theme, Be my tongue mute ! my fancy paint no more ! And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! " I have just met with my old friend, the ship captain * — guess my pleasure : to meet you could...
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