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" Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light Gleams baleful as the tomb-fire drear. A gentle vision comes by night My lonely widowed heart to cheer : Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to mine ; Her fond heart throbs with many a fear... "
Analectic Magazine, and Naval Chronicle - Sivu 326
1814
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Lacon: Or Many Things in Few Words Addressed to Those who Think, Nide 2

Charles Caleb Colton - 1828 - 250 sivua
...Grecians? where are the Romans ? the governments and Slave of the mine! thy yellow light Gleams haleful as the tomb.fire drear ; A gentle vision comes by night My lonely widow'd heart to cheer; Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to mine ; Her...

Lacon: Or Many Things in Few Words, Addressed to Those who Think, Niteet 1–2

Caleb Charles Colton - 1832 - 516 sivua
...also at Greece and at Italy, two countries the most adducible, inasmuch as they have been the most Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light, Gleams baleful...tomb-fire drear; A gentle vision comes by night, My lonely widow'd heart to cheer. Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to mine ; Her...

The Penny Magazine of the Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge

1832 - 406 sivua
...yellow light Gleams baleful a> the tomb-fire drear. A gentle vision comes by night, My lonely widow'd heart to cheer ; Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to miue : Her fond heart throbs with many a fear ! — I cannot bear to see thee shine. For thee, for'...

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sivua
...haste to an untimely grave; The daring thoughts that soared sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern wave, Slave of the mine! thy yellow light Gleams baleful as the tomb-fire drear. A gentle vision conies by night My lonely widowed heart to cheer; Her eyes are dim with many a tear. That once were...

Lacon: Or Many Things in Few Words, Addressed to Those who Think

Charles Caleb Colton - 1832 - 540 sivua
...the mine! thy yellow light, Gleams baleful as the tomb-fire drear; A gentle vision comes by night, Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to mine: My lonely widow'd heart to cheer. Her fond heart throbs with many a fear; I cannot bear to see thee...

Waldie's Select Circulating Library, Nide 2

Adam Waldie - 1833 - 640 sivua
...yellow light Gleams bakful OB the tomb-fire drear. — A gentle vision comes by night My lonely widow'd heart to cheer; Her eyes are dim with many a tear,...fond heart throbs with many a fear ! — I cannot bear to sec thee shine. For thee, for thee, vile yellow slave, I left a heart that lov'd me true !...

An Essay on Elocution: Designed for the Use of Schools and Private Learners

Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 sivua
...to an untimely grave'; The daring thoughts that soared sublime', Are sunk in ocean's southern wave'. Slave of the mine'! thy yellow light' Gleams baleful...fond heart throbs with many a. fear': — I cannot bear to see thee shine'. For thee', for thee', vile yellow slave', I left a heart that loved me true';...

The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the ..., Nide 4

Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 476 sivua
...haste to an untimely grave ; The daring thoughts that soar'd sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light Gleams baleful...drear — A gentle vision comes by night My lonely widow'd heart to cheer : Her eyea are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to mine ;...

Lacon: Or, Many Things in Few Words: Addressed to Those who Think

Charles Caleb Colton - 1836 - 494 sivua
...light, Gleams baleful as the tomb- fire drear; A gentle vision comes by night My lonely, widow'd ieart to cheer. . Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding-stars to 'mine Her fond heart throbs with many a fear— I cannot bear to see thee shine. For...

The Revivalist, conducted by J. Belcher

Joseph Belcher - 1837 - 444 sivua
...ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine! thy yellow light Gleams baneful as the tomb-fire drear j A gentle vision comes by night, My lonely widowed...Her fond heart throbs with many a fear— I cannot bear to see thee shine. For thee, for thee, vile yellow slave, I left a heart that loved me true ;...




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