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... town , I ween , Has not the honor of so proud a birth— Thou com'st from Jersey meadows , fresh and green , The offspring of the gods , though born on earth ; For Titan was thy sire , and fair was she , The ocean - nymph that nursed thy ...
... town , I ween , Has not the honor of so proud a birth— Thou com'st from Jersey meadows , fresh and green , The offspring of the gods , though born on earth ; For Titan was thy sire , and fair was she , The ocean - nymph that nursed thy ...
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... town - but why come here To bleed a brother poet , gaunt like thee ? Alas ! the little blood I have is dear , And thin will be the banquet drawn from me . Look round - the pale - eyed sisters in my MISCELLANEOUS . 59.
... town - but why come here To bleed a brother poet , gaunt like thee ? Alas ! the little blood I have is dear , And thin will be the banquet drawn from me . Look round - the pale - eyed sisters in my MISCELLANEOUS . 59.
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... heart which vent'rously cross'd o'er to the Upon that bridge of sixpence , may remain-- And , with up - town devotedness and truth , My love shall hover round thee ! COME OUT , LOVE . N. P. WILLIS . Argument MISCELLANEOUS . 61.
... heart which vent'rously cross'd o'er to the Upon that bridge of sixpence , may remain-- And , with up - town devotedness and truth , My love shall hover round thee ! COME OUT , LOVE . N. P. WILLIS . Argument MISCELLANEOUS . 61.
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... town ! " " Ay , cousin , " cried a second , " very true- And here , here's charming green , and red , and blue ! There's a complexion beats the rouge of Warren ! See those red lips ; oh , la ! they seem so nice ! What rosy cheeks then ...
... town ! " " Ay , cousin , " cried a second , " very true- And here , here's charming green , and red , and blue ! There's a complexion beats the rouge of Warren ! See those red lips ; oh , la ! they seem so nice ! What rosy cheeks then ...
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... town . Now , if poor Pilgrims they had been , And had lodged in the Hospice instead of the Inn , My good little women and men , Why then you never would have heard , This tale of the Cock and the Hen . For the Innkeepers they had a ...
... town . Now , if poor Pilgrims they had been , And had lodged in the Hospice instead of the Inn , My good little women and men , Why then you never would have heard , This tale of the Cock and the Hen . For the Innkeepers they had a ...
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Æsop Beignet Blogg boys Brentford charms Cock cried d'ye think DEAN SWIFT dear delight Devil dish divine Dolly dost e'er EPIGRAMS eyes face fair fancy fear give grace hair hand happy HARRIS BARHAM hast hath head hear heard heart heaven JAMES TAYLOR king kiss lady laugh Lille long-tail'd coat look look'd Lord ma'am maid MATTHEW PRIOR mind Miserable sinners morning N. P. WILLIS ne'er never Nick night niversity nose numbers o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES once PETER PINDAR PINDAR poet poor pray pretty Prince Prince Bishop Pryce PUNCH quoth ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round Saint scarce seem'd sigh sing smile song soul Sultaun swear sweet tell thee there's thet thing THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou thought town turn'd verger Whitbread wife young Zounds
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