To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm... Poetical Works - Page 31by Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 72 pagesFull view - About this book
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