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...once we call'd the past'ral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair, That mem'ry keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Tliy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou...

...once we call'd the past'ral house our own. Short-liv'd possession ! but the record fair That mem'ry keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many...warmly laid ; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, 60 The biscuit, or confectionary plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestow'd By thy own hand,...

...there, 55 Still outlives many a storm that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst...warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, 60 The biscuit, or confectionary plum; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till...

...his servants tried to quiet his sorrow at her death by telling him she would return . . . recalls The nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid : The morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit or confectionery plum ; The fragrant waters...

...once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou...

...once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession! But the record fair That memory keeps, of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou...

...house our own.' school she stuffed his pockets with sweets, writes like this when he is afraid : — ' Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or confectionary plum.' Having to speak of many familiar and trivial subjects, the poets, by an instinct of self-protection,...

...kindness there, Still outlives many a storm that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst...morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or confectionery plum; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone...