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Page 52
THE TEAR BY LORD BYRON " O lachrymarum fons , tenero sacros Ducentium
ortus ex animo ; quater Felix ! in imo qui scatentem Pectore te , pia Nympha ,
sensit . ” . GRAY . When Friendship or Love our sympathies move , When Truth in
a ...
THE TEAR BY LORD BYRON " O lachrymarum fons , tenero sacros Ducentium
ortus ex animo ; quater Felix ! in imo qui scatentem Pectore te , pia Nympha ,
sensit . ” . GRAY . When Friendship or Love our sympathies move , When Truth in
a ...
Page 54
The wind ebbs out , and the sea . The mists roll back and the hills are plain , But
the great sea - gates are narrow in vain , For the sea - bird's out to the sea . -
LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER BY THOMAS CAMPBELL A chieftain , ( 54 )
POETICAL ...
The wind ebbs out , and the sea . The mists roll back and the hills are plain , But
the great sea - gates are narrow in vain , For the sea - bird's out to the sea . -
LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER BY THOMAS CAMPBELL A chieftain , ( 54 )
POETICAL ...
Page 55
LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER BY THOMAS CAMPBELL A chieftain , to the
Highlands bound , Cries , “ Boatman , do not tarry ! And I'll give thee a silver
pound , To row us o'er the ferry . ” “ Now who be ye , would cross Lochgyle , This
dark and ...
LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER BY THOMAS CAMPBELL A chieftain , to the
Highlands bound , Cries , “ Boatman , do not tarry ! And I'll give thee a silver
pound , To row us o'er the ferry . ” “ Now who be ye , would cross Lochgyle , This
dark and ...
Page 56
And still they rowed amidst the roar Of waters fast prevailing : Lord Ullin reached
that fatal shore , His wrath was changed to wailing . For sore dismayed , through
storm and shade , His child he did discover : One lovely hand she stretched for ...
And still they rowed amidst the roar Of waters fast prevailing : Lord Ullin reached
that fatal shore , His wrath was changed to wailing . For sore dismayed , through
storm and shade , His child he did discover : One lovely hand she stretched for ...
Page 72
BY WILLIAM COWPER I am monarch of all I survey ; My right there is none to
dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute .
O Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better
dwell in ...
BY WILLIAM COWPER I am monarch of all I survey ; My right there is none to
dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute .
O Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better
dwell in ...
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