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... dear old father bleeds . And tranced in giddy horror Gertrude swoon'd ; Yet , while she clasps him lifeless to her zone , Say , burst they , borrow'd from her father's wounds , These drops ? -O God ! the life - blood is her own . And ...
... dear old father bleeds . And tranced in giddy horror Gertrude swoon'd ; Yet , while she clasps him lifeless to her zone , Say , burst they , borrow'd from her father's wounds , These drops ? -O God ! the life - blood is her own . And ...
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... dear . Each scene he loved , -the sandy wild , The rocks , the lone - blue sea , — The birds , the flowers , on which he smiled , — Shall long be dear to me . Oh , had I been beside his bed , But one sal kiss to share , To soothe ...
... dear . Each scene he loved , -the sandy wild , The rocks , the lone - blue sea , — The birds , the flowers , on which he smiled , — Shall long be dear to me . Oh , had I been beside his bed , But one sal kiss to share , To soothe ...
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... dear old times . Ne'er was the well o'er whose damp walls were weeping Stonecrop , and grounsel , and pale yellow flowers , While o'er the banks the strawberry plants were creeping In the white beauty of June's earliest hours . The ...
... dear old times . Ne'er was the well o'er whose damp walls were weeping Stonecrop , and grounsel , and pale yellow flowers , While o'er the banks the strawberry plants were creeping In the white beauty of June's earliest hours . The ...
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