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" Tis she — far off, through moonlight dim, He knew his own betrothed bride, She, who would rather die with him, Than live to gain the world beside ! — Her arms are round her lover now , His livid cheek to hers she presses, And dips, to bind his burning... "
Asiatic Journal and Monthly Register for British India and Its Dependencies - Page 454
1817
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Annual Register, Volume 59

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 pages
...oft', through moonlight dim, He knew his own betrothed bride, She, who would rather die with him., Than live to gain the world beside ! — Her arms are round...tresses. Ah ! once, how little did he think An hour would come, when he should shrink With horror from that dear embrace, Those gentle arms, that were...
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The Port Folio

1817 - 560 pages
...off, through moonlight dim, He knew his own betrothed bride, She, who would rather die with him, Than live to gain the world beside!— Her arms are round her lover now, His livid cheek to hen she presses, And dips, to bind his burning brow, In the- cool lake her loosni'd tresses. Ah! once,...
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Volume 5

Tobias Smollett - 1817 - 680 pages
...off, through moonlight dim, He knew his own betrothed bride, She, who would rather die with him, Than live to gain the world beside ! — Her arms are round...tresses. Ah ! once, how little did he think An hour would come, when he should shrink With horror from that dear embrace, Those gentle arms, that were...
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The Monthly Review, Or, Literary Journal

1817 - 576 pages
...off, through moonlight dim, He knew his own betrothed bride, She, who would rather die with him, Than live to gain the world beside ! — Her arms are round...dips, to bind his burning brow, In the cool lake her loosen 'd tresses. Ah ! once, how little did he think An hour would come, when he should shrink With...
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Lalla Rookh: An Oriental Romance

Thomas Moore - 1817 - 374 pages
...own betrothed bride, She, who would rather die with him, Her arms are round her lover now, His hvid cheek to hers she presses, And dips, to bind his burning...tresses. Ah! once, how little did he think An hour would come, when he should shrink With horror from that dear embrace, Those gentle arms, that were...
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Lalla Rookh

Thomas Moore - 1817 - 414 pages
...off, through moonlight dim, He knew his own betrothed bride, She, who would rather die with him, Than live to gain the world beside ! — Her arms are round .her lover now, His livid cheek to hei;s she presses, And dips, to bind his burning brow, In the cool lake her loosen'd tresses. Ah !...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 1

1817 - 708 pages
...dim» He knew his own betrothed bride ; . " : She, who would rather die with him, • i • ^ Than live to gain the world beside !— > * Her arms are round her lover now, f .* His livid clieek to her's she presses, • vf*t And dips, to bind his burning brow, •• »IJ...
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and Literature for ...

1818 - 798 pages
...through moonlight dim, He knew his own betrothed bride, She. She, who would rather die with him, Than live to gain the world beside ! — Her arms are round...tresses. Ah ! once, how little did he think An hour would come, when he should shrink With horror from that dear embrace, Those gentle arms, that were...
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Volume 29

1818 - 590 pages
...off, through moonlight dim. He knew hit own betrothed bride, She, who would rather die with him, Than live to gain the world beside ! — Her arms are round...tresses. Ah ! once, how little did he think An hour would come, when he should shrink With horror from that dear embrace, &c. " Oh ! let me only breathe...
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Annual Register, Volume 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 pages
...through moonlight dim, He knew his own betrothed bride, She, She, who would rather die with him, Than live to gain the world beside ! — Her arms are round...tresses. Ah ! once, how little did he think An hour would come, when he should shrink With horror from that dear embrace, Those gentle arms, that were...
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