1 Ever musing I delight to tread The Paths of honour and the Myrtle Grove Whilst the pale Moon her beams doth shed On disappointed Love. While Philomel on ...
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O Charity, divinely wise, Thou meek-ey'd Daughter of the skies From the pure fountain of eternal light, Where fair, immutable, and ever bright, The beatific vi...
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A lone wolf howls its last The wind whips through the highrising rocks The storm is coming The wolf surveys its territory, no more Stars reflecting in its eye...
