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With longer looks his darling eyed . Then starting she would turn and 21 . look ,
Then Jane cried out in sudden glee , As if it were the cloven sky “ Oh , what a
pretty grave is there ! That o'er the quiet face and book It would be just a bed for
me ...
With longer looks his darling eyed . Then starting she would turn and 21 . look ,
Then Jane cried out in sudden glee , As if it were the cloven sky “ Oh , what a
pretty grave is there ! That o'er the quiet face and book It would be just a bed for
me ...
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Or happy look of youthful glow , Part II . 1 . ... Her looks were oftener turned to 8 .
earth , And thus about her youth was spread But every glance was lovelier now ;
The shadow thrown by coming Time , ' Twas plain that light of inward The ...
Or happy look of youthful glow , Part II . 1 . ... Her looks were oftener turned to 8 .
earth , And thus about her youth was spread But every glance was lovelier now ;
The shadow thrown by coming Time , ' Twas plain that light of inward The ...
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The Past was something dark and One morning , while she sat intent grim Beside
the grassy mound , That he must look at now alone . Her brow upon the
headstone leant , 13 . Her foot upon the ground , But all his fondest heart awoke ,
24 .
The Past was something dark and One morning , while she sat intent grim Beside
the grassy mound , That he must look at now alone . Her brow upon the
headstone leant , 13 . Her foot upon the ground , But all his fondest heart awoke ,
24 .
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And words of sorrow dry their tears ; 48 . And even when the tear flows on Retired
and staid was Henry's look , It each to each the more endears . And shrank from
men's tumultuous 40 . ways ; For grief like theirs , without remorse , And on the ...
And words of sorrow dry their tears ; 48 . And even when the tear flows on Retired
and staid was Henry's look , It each to each the more endears . And shrank from
men's tumultuous 40 . ways ; For grief like theirs , without remorse , And on the ...
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For if too fond man's love may seem , As doubting in his look to trace ' Tis but by
erring in the choice . A hope for e'en to - morrow . 26 . 33 . “ Begone , ye fears that
round us wait , She saw his cheek so worn and pale , The soul's dim twilight ...
For if too fond man's love may seem , As doubting in his look to trace ' Tis but by
erring in the choice . A hope for e'en to - morrow . 26 . 33 . “ Begone , ye fears that
round us wait , She saw his cheek so worn and pale , The soul's dim twilight ...
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