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...cla?p'd from head An emerald-stone in every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely,...year has fled, Like some wild melody ! Alone it hangs to foot, Bat richly carved by Antony of Trent With scripture-stores from the Life of Christ ; A chest...

...from head to foot — An emerald stone in every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely,...heart ; — It haunts me still, though many a year hath fled, Like some wild melody." Now for the latter : — " She was an only child — her name Ginevra,...

...Simonson seemed like an angel dropped from heaven, for she was so kind, so good and noble-hearted — u But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full...haunts me still, though many a year has fled, Like some pweet melody." Constantly in the society of one so truly e stimable, we had, ere we were aware, formed...

...And look awhile upon a picture there. And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings...though many a year has fled, Like some wild melody! But then her face, Over a mouldering heirloom, its companion, An oaken chest, half eaten by the worms,...

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...from head to foot, An emerald-stone in every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, heartIt haunts me still, though many a year has fled, Like some wild melody I Alone it hangs Over a...

...tedious As a tir'd horse, a railing wife ; Worse than a smoky chimney. Shakespeare. Cf-entleman. 27. Her face so lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowing of an innocent heart. Rogers. Lady. 28. His heart is all on honor bent, He cannot stoop...

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...from head to foot, An emerald-stone in every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely,...overflowings of an innocent heart — It haunts me still, tho' many a year has fled, Like some wild melody ! Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir-loom, its...