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... breast reclin'd , He watch'd th ' Ideas rising in her mind , Suddenly he view'd , in spite of all her art , An earthly Lover lurking at her heart . Amaz'd , confus'd , he found his pow'r ex- pir'd , 145 Resign'd to fate , and with a ...
... breast reclin'd , He watch'd th ' Ideas rising in her mind , Suddenly he view'd , in spite of all her art , An earthly Lover lurking at her heart . Amaz'd , confus'd , he found his pow'r ex- pir'd , 145 Resign'd to fate , and with a ...
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... breast , to which his own would melt , And in its tenderer hour on that his bosom dwelt . LIV And he had learn'd to love , -I know not why , For this in such as him seems strange of mood , - The helpless looks of blooming infancy , 480 ...
... breast , to which his own would melt , And in its tenderer hour on that his bosom dwelt . LIV And he had learn'd to love , -I know not why , For this in such as him seems strange of mood , - The helpless looks of blooming infancy , 480 ...
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... breast than snow . Now bow you , as becomes , nor touch my hand 220 More than I touch yours when I step to land , And say , " All thanks , Siora ! " - Heart to heart And lips to lips ! Yet once more , ere we part , Clasp me and make me ...
... breast than snow . Now bow you , as becomes , nor touch my hand 220 More than I touch yours when I step to land , And say , " All thanks , Siora ! " - Heart to heart And lips to lips ! Yet once more , ere we part , Clasp me and make me ...
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