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... WEARY PILGRIMS FOUND : THEY SOFTLY LIE AND SWEETLY SLEEP LOW IN THE GROUND . THE STORM THAT WRECKS THE WINTER SKY NO MORE DISTURBS THEIR DEEP REPOSE THAN SUMMER EVENING's latest sIGH THAT SHUTS THE ROSE . MONTGOMERY A POEM BY ROBERT ...
... WEARY PILGRIMS FOUND : THEY SOFTLY LIE AND SWEETLY SLEEP LOW IN THE GROUND . THE STORM THAT WRECKS THE WINTER SKY NO MORE DISTURBS THEIR DEEP REPOSE THAN SUMMER EVENING's latest sIGH THAT SHUTS THE ROSE . MONTGOMERY A POEM BY ROBERT ...
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... weary cloud , upon thy breast Unceasing . Ah ! where is the lifted arm , The strength of action , and the force of words , The well - turn'd period , and the well - tun'd voice , With all the lesser ornaments of phrase ? Ah ! fled for ...
... weary cloud , upon thy breast Unceasing . Ah ! where is the lifted arm , The strength of action , and the force of words , The well - turn'd period , and the well - tun'd voice , With all the lesser ornaments of phrase ? Ah ! fled for ...
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... weary of the world , and tir'd of life , At once give each inquietude the slip , By stealing out of being when he pleas'd , And by what way , whether by hemp or steel : - Death's thousand doors stand open . Who could force The ill ...
... weary of the world , and tir'd of life , At once give each inquietude the slip , By stealing out of being when he pleas'd , And by what way , whether by hemp or steel : - Death's thousand doors stand open . Who could force The ill ...
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... weary rest . Here the warm lover , leaving the cool shade , The tell - tale echo , and the babbling stream , Time out of mind the fav'rite seats of love , Fast by his gentle mistress lays him down , Unblasted by foul tongue . Here ...
... weary rest . Here the warm lover , leaving the cool shade , The tell - tale echo , and the babbling stream , Time out of mind the fav'rite seats of love , Fast by his gentle mistress lays him down , Unblasted by foul tongue . Here ...
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... weary worn - out winds expire so soft . Behold him in the ev'ning tide of life , A life well spent , whose early care it was His riper years should not upbraid his green : By unperceiv'd degrees he wears away ; Yet like the sun seems ...
... weary worn - out winds expire so soft . Behold him in the ev'ning tide of life , A life well spent , whose early care it was His riper years should not upbraid his green : By unperceiv'd degrees he wears away ; Yet like the sun seems ...
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