To Harriet H—-y (Charlotte Eliza Dixon Poems)
On her bed of protracted and lingering sickness. ONCE again, long silent lyre,Sound beneath this weary finger,Speak--but breathe with holy ...
On her bed of protracted and lingering sickness. ONCE again, long silent lyre,Sound beneath this weary finger,Speak--but breathe with holy ...
AND did the Gospel march in all its beauty?Was the blest mandate faithfully obey'd?Did great Apostles feel the pressing dutyOf ...
2 CORINTHIANS, vii. 5. WHEN shall I sleep that long, long Sleep,From which no human voice can wake me--When o'er ...
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