 And more than echoes talk along the walls. Here, as I watch'd the dying lamps around, From yonder shrine I heard a hollow sound. "Come, sister, come! (it said, or seem'd to say) Thy place is here, sad sister, come away; Once like thyself, I trembled,...  Critical and Miscellaneous Essays - Page 249by Alexander Hill Everett - 1845 - 563 pagesFull view - About this book
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...come!', it said, or seemed to say, 'Thy place is here, sad sister, come away! 310 Once like thyself, I trembled, wept, and prayed, Love's victim then, though...sleep; Here grief forgets to groan, and love to weep, Ev'n superstition loses every fear: For God, not man, absolves our frailties here.' I come, I come!... | |
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...sad sister, come away! 310 Once like thyself, I trembled, wept and pray'd, Love's victim then, tho' now a sainted maid : But all is calm in this eternal...sleep ; Here grief forgets to groan, and love to weep, Ev'n superstition loses ev'ry fear: 315 For God, not man, absolves our frailties here." 1 come, I come... | |
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