Complete poetical worksGeorge P. Putnam, 1862 |
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... voice of thunder He recommenced his fury and his fuss , Loud , open - mouthed , and wedded to his blunder , Like one of those great guns that end in buss . " I'll teach him to write ponds and tails to us !? But while so menacing this ...
... voice of thunder He recommenced his fury and his fuss , Loud , open - mouthed , and wedded to his blunder , Like one of those great guns that end in buss . " I'll teach him to write ponds and tails to us !? But while so menacing this ...
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... voice came , of most shrilly sort , Just like a sea - gull's wheeling round a rock— " Speak ! -Ellen ! -is your sight indeed so short ! The Moon ! -Brute ! savage that I am , and block ! The Moon ! ( O , ye Romantics , what a shock ...
... voice came , of most shrilly sort , Just like a sea - gull's wheeling round a rock— " Speak ! -Ellen ! -is your sight indeed so short ! The Moon ! -Brute ! savage that I am , and block ! The Moon ! ( O , ye Romantics , what a shock ...
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... voice to repeat my dismissal twice over ! It was during this compelled attendance that the project struck me of a Series of Lays of Larceny , combining Sin and Sentiment in that melo - dramatic mixture which is so congenial to the ...
... voice to repeat my dismissal twice over ! It was during this compelled attendance that the project struck me of a Series of Lays of Larceny , combining Sin and Sentiment in that melo - dramatic mixture which is so congenial to the ...
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... voice was as soft as a flute- Like a Lord or a Marquis he looked , when he came , To make love in his master's best suit . If I lived for a thousand long years from my birth , I shall never forget what he told ; How he loved me beyond ...
... voice was as soft as a flute- Like a Lord or a Marquis he looked , when he came , To make love in his master's best suit . If I lived for a thousand long years from my birth , I shall never forget what he told ; How he loved me beyond ...
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... If ever we one flesh should be ' Tis now - when I have none ! " And you , sir - once a bosom friend- Of perjured faith convict , As ghostly toe can give no blow , Consider you are kicked . 85 " A hollow voice is all I have , But THE GHOST .
... If ever we one flesh should be ' Tis now - when I have none ! " And you , sir - once a bosom friend- Of perjured faith convict , As ghostly toe can give no blow , Consider you are kicked . 85 " A hollow voice is all I have , But THE GHOST .
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