 But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred...  Tremaine: Or, The Man of Refinement - Page 55by Robert Plumer Ward - 1825Full view - About this book
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...possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen. With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress! None...endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less, Ofall that flatter'd, Ibllow'd, sought, and sued; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!" 17... | |
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