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Come , let your brown hair , just lighted with gold , Fall on your shoulders again
as of old ; Let it drop over my forehead to - night , Shading my faint eyes away
from the light ; For with its sunny - edged shadows once more Haply will throng
the ...
Come , let your brown hair , just lighted with gold , Fall on your shoulders again
as of old ; Let it drop over my forehead to - night , Shading my faint eyes away
from the light ; For with its sunny - edged shadows once more Haply will throng
the ...
Page 22
... idly by ; God alone has power to aid him . Lay him low , lay him ' low , In the
clover or the snow ! What care he ? he cannot know ; Lay him low ! LIGHT BY
FRANCIS W. BOURDILLON The night has a thousand [ 22 ] POETICAL
FAVORITES.
... idly by ; God alone has power to aid him . Lay him low , lay him ' low , In the
clover or the snow ! What care he ? he cannot know ; Lay him low ! LIGHT BY
FRANCIS W. BOURDILLON The night has a thousand [ 22 ] POETICAL
FAVORITES.
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LIGHT BY FRANCIS W. BOURDILLON The night has a thousand eyes , And the
day but one ; Yet the light of the bright world dies , With the dying sun . The mind
has a thousand eyes , And the heart but one ; Yet the light of a whole life dies ...
LIGHT BY FRANCIS W. BOURDILLON The night has a thousand eyes , And the
day but one ; Yet the light of the bright world dies , With the dying sun . The mind
has a thousand eyes , And the heart but one ; Yet the light of a whole life dies ...
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That is her book - shelf , this her bed ; She plucked that piece of geranium - flower
, Beginning to die too , in the glass . Little has yet been changed , I think ; The
shutters are shut , - no light may pass Save two long rays through the hinge's
chink ...
That is her book - shelf , this her bed ; She plucked that piece of geranium - flower
, Beginning to die too , in the glass . Little has yet been changed , I think ; The
shutters are shut , - no light may pass Save two long rays through the hinge's
chink ...
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Where are the flowers , the fair young flowers , that lately sprang and stood In
brighter light and softer airs , a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their
graves ; the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and
good ...
Where are the flowers , the fair young flowers , that lately sprang and stood In
brighter light and softer airs , a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their
graves ; the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and
good ...
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