midst the chase, on every plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell ; Each lonely scene shall thee restore ; For thee the tear be duly shed ; Belov'd till life can charm no more, And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead. The heirs of Villeroy - Página 41de Henrietta Rouvière Mosse - 1806Visualização completa - Sobre este livro
| Herman Melville - 1987 - 859 páginas
...is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the cactus tree. " "Each lonely scene shall thee restore, For thee the tear be duly shed; Belov'd till life can charm no more, And mourned till Pity's self be dead. " Far to the northeast of Charles' Isle, sequestered from the rest,... | |
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