Complete poetical worksGeorge P. Putnam, 1862 |
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... like sentries at the gate- Each window had its close Venetian screens And Holland blind , to keep in a cool state The twenty - four Young Ladies of Miss Bate . But when the screens were left unclosed by chance , 26 LOVE AND LUNACY .
... like sentries at the gate- Each window had its close Venetian screens And Holland blind , to keep in a cool state The twenty - four Young Ladies of Miss Bate . But when the screens were left unclosed by chance , 26 LOVE AND LUNACY .
Side 27
... Miss B. were dead , Each upper window to a passing glance Revealed a little dimity white bed ; Each lower one a cropped or curly head ; And thrice a week , for soul's and health's economies , Along the road the twenty - four were led ...
... Miss B. were dead , Each upper window to a passing glance Revealed a little dimity white bed ; Each lower one a cropped or curly head ; And thrice a week , for soul's and health's economies , Along the road the twenty - four were led ...
Side 68
... Miss Woods . Oh Peace ! thou art the Goddess I adore- There come some more . Oh Peace ! thou child of solitude and quiet- That's Lord Drum's footman , for he loves a riot . Oh Peace ! Knocks will not cease . Oh Peace ! thou wert for ...
... Miss Woods . Oh Peace ! thou art the Goddess I adore- There come some more . Oh Peace ! thou child of solitude and quiet- That's Lord Drum's footman , for he loves a riot . Oh Peace ! Knocks will not cease . Oh Peace ! thou wert for ...
Side 69
... Miss Apreece ; Oh Peace ! so dear to poets ' quills— They're just beginning their quadrilles— Oh Peace ! our greatest renovator ; - I wonder where I put my waiter- Oh Peace ! -- but here my Ode I'll cease ; I have no peace to write of ...
... Miss Apreece ; Oh Peace ! so dear to poets ' quills— They're just beginning their quadrilles— Oh Peace ! our greatest renovator ; - I wonder where I put my waiter- Oh Peace ! -- but here my Ode I'll cease ; I have no peace to write of ...
Side 81
... Miss Bell , but there your court No thoroughfare shall be . Unless you now give up your suit , You may repent your love ; I who have shot a pigeon match , Can shoot a turtle dove . 82 So pray before you woo her more , Consider 4 * THE ...
... Miss Bell , but there your court No thoroughfare shall be . Unless you now give up your suit , You may repent your love ; I who have shot a pigeon match , Can shoot a turtle dove . 82 So pray before you woo her more , Consider 4 * THE ...
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