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" Oh ! o'er the eye death most exerts his might, And hurls the spirit from her throne of light ! Sinks those blue orbs in that long last eclipse, But spares, as yet, the charm around her lips... "
The Scots Magazine and Edinburgh Literary Miscellany - Σελίδα 116
1814
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