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“ Home , sweet home " is the scene - limited as it may be imagined - in which he contrives to concentrate a thousand beauties , which others have scattered far and wide upon objects of less interest and attraction .
“ Home , sweet home " is the scene - limited as it may be imagined - in which he contrives to concentrate a thousand beauties , which others have scattered far and wide upon objects of less interest and attraction .
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But oh ! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height 105 Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll ? Visions of glory , spare my aching sight ! Ye unborn ages , crowd not on my soul ! No more our long - lost Arthuro we bewail .
But oh ! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height 105 Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll ? Visions of glory , spare my aching sight ! Ye unborn ages , crowd not on my soul ! No more our long - lost Arthuro we bewail .
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... With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She wooes the tardy spring : Till April starts , and calls around The sleeping fragrance from the ground ; And lightly o'er the living scene Scatters his freshest , tenderest green .
... With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She wooes the tardy spring : Till April starts , and calls around The sleeping fragrance from the ground ; And lightly o'er the living scene Scatters his freshest , tenderest green .
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20 25 This spacious animated scene survey , From where the rolling orb , that gives the day , His sable sons with nearer course surrounds To either pole , and life's remotest bounds , How rude soe'er the exterior form we find , Howe'er ...
20 25 This spacious animated scene survey , From where the rolling orb , that gives the day , His sable sons with nearer course surrounds To either pole , and life's remotest bounds , How rude soe'er the exterior form we find , Howe'er ...
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How ill the scene , that offers rest , And heart that cannot rest , agree ! II 5 This glassy stream , that spreading pine , Those alders quivering to the breeze , Might soothe a soul less hurt than mine , And please , if anything could ...
How ill the scene , that offers rest , And heart that cannot rest , agree ! II 5 This glassy stream , that spreading pine , Those alders quivering to the breeze , Might soothe a soul less hurt than mine , And please , if anything could ...
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