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" Nor wonder if my time go thus Backward and most preposterous; Thou hast benighted me, thy set This eve of blackness did beget, Who wast my day, (though overcast Before thou had'st thy noon-tide past) And I remember must in tears, Thou scarce had'st seen... "
Poems and Psalms - Page x
by Henry King - 1843 - 222 pages
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Select Beauties of Ancient English Poetry, Volume 2

Henry Headley - 1810 - 238 pages
...into showers. Nor wonder if my time go thus Backward and most preposterous ; Thou hast benighted me ; thy set, This eve of blackness did beget, Who wast...overcast Before thou hadst thy noontide past) And I remember must, in tears, Thou scarce hadst seen so many years As day tells hours ; by thy clear sun...
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Select Beauties of Ancient English Poetry, Volume 2

Henry Headley - 1810 - 236 pages
...vita malorum, So that they well might boast, they carried heuce What riper ages lose, their innocence. You pretty losses, that revive the fate Which in your mother Death did antedate, O let my high,swoln grief distil on you The saddest drops of a parental dew: You ask no other dower...
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Sacred Classics, Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, Volume 21

Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835 - 402 pages
...business is : So I compute the weary hours With sighs dissolved into showers. Thou hast benighted me ; thy set This eve of blackness did beget, Who wast my day, (though overcast Before thou hast thy noon-tide past,) And I remember must in tears, Thou scarce hadst seen so many years As day...
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Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., Volume 1

Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 400 pages
...business is : So I compute the weary hours With sighs dissolved into showers. Thou hast benighted me ; thy set This eve of blackness did beget, Who wast my day, (though overcast Before thou hast thy noon-tide past,) And I remember must in tears, Thou scarce hadst seen so many years As day...
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Conversations at Cambridge

Charles Valentine De Grice - 1836 - 322 pages
...sorrow knew. So that they well might boast they carried hence What riper ages lose, their innocence. You pretty losses, that revive the fate Which in your mother Death did antedate, O let my high-swoll'n grief distil on you The saddest drops of a parental dew : You ask no other dower...
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Conversations at Cambridge

Robert Aris Willmott - 1836 - 312 pages
...sorrow knew. So that they well might boast they carried hence What riper ages lose, their innocence. You pretty losses, that revive the fate Which in your mother Death did antedate, O let my high-swoll'n grief distil on you The saddest drops of a parental dew : You ask no other dower...
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Our Little Ones in Heaven: A Collection of Thoughts in Prose and Verse

1858 - 240 pages
...knew ; So that they well might boast, they carry'd hence What riper ages lose — their innocence. You pretty losses, that revive the fate, Which in your mother death did antedate. O let my high swol'n grief distill on you The saddest drops of a parental dew : You ask no other dower...
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The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 526 pages
...into showers. 'Nor wonder if my time go thus Backward and most preposterous ; Thou hast benighted me, thy set This eve of blackness did beget, Who wast...day, (though overcast Before thou hadst thy noontide passed,) And I remember must in tears, Thou scarce hadst seen so many years As day tells hours; by...
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English sacred poetry, of the sixteenth, seventeenth, eighteenth and ...

Robert Eldridge Aris Willmott - 1862 - 418 pages
...almost blind, for thee, lov'd clay, I languish out, not live the day, — Thou hast benighted me ; thy set This eve of blackness did beget, Who wast my day (though overcast Before thou hast thy noon-tide past), And I remember must, in tears, Thou scarce hadst seen so many years As day...
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English Sacred Poetry of the Sixteenth, Seventeenth, Eighteenth, and ...

Robert Aris Willmott - 1863 - 420 pages
...almost blind, for theo, lov'd clay, I languish out, not live the day, — Thou hast benighted me ; thy set This eve of blackness did beget, Who wast my day (though overcast Before thou hast thy noon-tide past), And I remember must, in tears, Thou scarce hadst seen so many years Aa day...
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