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We can feel for the littte boy who ran away and was locked up in a chest : " It was
so dark I thought I saw Strange creatures ' awful eyes , And I was scared and
couldn ' t draw My breath for screams and cries . " I wished something would
gobble ...
We can feel for the littte boy who ran away and was locked up in a chest : " It was
so dark I thought I saw Strange creatures ' awful eyes , And I was scared and
couldn ' t draw My breath for screams and cries . " I wished something would
gobble ...
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Altho ' her eyes be not of blue . Nor fair her locks , like English lasses ; How far its
own expressive hue The languid azure eye surpasses . Prometheus - like from
Heaven she stole The fire that thro ' those silken lashes In darkest glances seems
...
Altho ' her eyes be not of blue . Nor fair her locks , like English lasses ; How far its
own expressive hue The languid azure eye surpasses . Prometheus - like from
Heaven she stole The fire that thro ' those silken lashes In darkest glances seems
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THE TIME I ' VE LOST IN WOOING HE time I ' ve lost in wooing , In watching and
pursuing The light that lies In woman ' s eyes , Has been my heart ' s undoing .
Tho ' Wisdom oft has sought me I scorned the lore she brought me My only books
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THE TIME I ' VE LOST IN WOOING HE time I ' ve lost in wooing , In watching and
pursuing The light that lies In woman ' s eyes , Has been my heart ' s undoing .
Tho ' Wisdom oft has sought me I scorned the lore she brought me My only books
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Dark was her hair , her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender ; Her
eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ! Her every look , her
every smile Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought ' twas Venus from her ...
Dark was her hair , her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender ; Her
eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ! Her every look , her
every smile Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought ' twas Venus from her ...
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Black eyes , fair forehead , clustering locks Such wealth , such honours , Cupid
chooses ; He cares as little for the Stocks , As Baron Rothschild for the Muses .
She sketched ; the vale , the wood , the beach , Grew lovelier from her pencil ' s ...
Black eyes , fair forehead , clustering locks Such wealth , such honours , Cupid
chooses ; He cares as little for the Stocks , As Baron Rothschild for the Muses .
She sketched ; the vale , the wood , the beach , Grew lovelier from her pencil ' s ...
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