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" Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or... "
Variety, Or, Selections and Essays: Consisting of Anecdotes, Curious Facts ... - الصفحة 157
بواسطة Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 207
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An Anthology of English Verse

John Drinkwater - 1924 - عدد الصفحات: 368
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interposed too often makes: All this still legible...

The Railway Conductor, المجلد 32

1915
...laid. The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love that knew no fall." "All that I am or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother." But that "angel mother" has no rights. She...

Come Hither: A Collection of Rhymes and Poems for the Young of All Ages

Walter De la Mare - 1923 - عدد الصفحات: 696
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall. . . . WILLIAM COWPER 49 THE CHIMNEY SWEEPER WHEN my mother died I was very young, And my father sold...

William Cowper: Selected Poems

William Cowper - 2003 - عدد الصفحات: 119
...confectionary plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestow'd By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glow'd; All this, and more endearing still than...Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughen 'd by those cataracts and brakes That humour interpos'd too often makes; All this still legible...
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John Halifax, Gentleman

Dinah Mulock Craik - 2005 - عدد الصفحات: 592
...62-65): "The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; All this, and more endearing still than all. Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall." out of dead wood, flourished a little, and dropped away. Then came ruin, not of hundreds, but thousands,...
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