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Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved , And once again thy hapless
bosom gored , And snatch'd thy shrinking Gods to northern climes abhorrid ! XVI .
But where is Harold ? shall I then forget To urge the gloomy wanderer o'er the ...
Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved , And once again thy hapless
bosom gored , And snatch'd thy shrinking Gods to northern climes abhorrid ! XVI .
But where is Harold ? shall I then forget To urge the gloomy wanderer o'er the ...
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... To teach man what he might be , or he ought ; If that corrupted thing could ever
such be taught . XXXVII . Dear Nature is the kindest mother still , Though alway
changing , in her aspect mild ; From her bare bosom let me take my fill , Her
never ...
... To teach man what he might be , or he ought ; If that corrupted thing could ever
such be taught . XXXVII . Dear Nature is the kindest mother still , Though alway
changing , in her aspect mild ; From her bare bosom let me take my fill , Her
never ...
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The parted bosom clings to wonted home , If aught that's kindred cheer the
welcome hearth ; He that is lonely hither let him roam , And gaze complacent on
congenial earth . Greece is no lightsome land of social mirth ; But he whom
Sadness ...
The parted bosom clings to wonted home , If aught that's kindred cheer the
welcome hearth ; He that is lonely hither let him roam , And gaze complacent on
congenial earth . Greece is no lightsome land of social mirth ; But he whom
Sadness ...
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