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Page 188
... Close pressed to Moy , they mark their fears By shivering limbs and stifled growl . Untouched , the harp began to ring , As softly , slowly , oped the door ; And shook responsive every string , As , light , a footstep pressed the floor ...
... Close pressed to Moy , they mark their fears By shivering limbs and stifled growl . Untouched , the harp began to ring , As softly , slowly , oped the door ; And shook responsive every string , As , light , a footstep pressed the floor ...
Page 228
... close , though weariness and pain Had further sleep a further pleasure made ; For woman's face was never formed in vain For Juan , so that even when he prayed He turned from grisly saints , and martyrs hairy , To the sweet portraits of ...
... close , though weariness and pain Had further sleep a further pleasure made ; For woman's face was never formed in vain For Juan , so that even when he prayed He turned from grisly saints , and martyrs hairy , To the sweet portraits of ...
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... Close , close to thine in that quick - falling dew Of fruitful kisses , thick as Autumn rains Flash in the pools of whirling Simois . ' O mother , hear me yet before I die 276.
... Close , close to thine in that quick - falling dew Of fruitful kisses , thick as Autumn rains Flash in the pools of whirling Simois . ' O mother , hear me yet before I die 276.
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