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...reigned paramount even amid the struggles of expiring nature, so finely described by the poet : — " Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying man, His wife, his children, and his friends unseen." Though the...

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...precipices huge, Smooth'd up with snow ; and what is land, unknown. What water, of the still iinl'ro..cn spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils. 4. These check his fearful steps ; and down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking...