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... shine , These votive garments wet , to thee , We hang within thy holy shrine . When o'er us flash'd the surging brine , Amid the waving waters toss'd , We call'd no other name but thine , And hoped when other hope was lost . Ave Maris ...
... shine , These votive garments wet , to thee , We hang within thy holy shrine . When o'er us flash'd the surging brine , Amid the waving waters toss'd , We call'd no other name but thine , And hoped when other hope was lost . Ave Maris ...
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... shine . Oh , might I breathe morn's dewy breath , When June's sweet Sabbath's chime ! But , thine before my time , O death ! I go where no flower blossometh , Before my time . Even as the blushes of the morn Vanish , and long ere noon ...
... shine . Oh , might I breathe morn's dewy breath , When June's sweet Sabbath's chime ! But , thine before my time , O death ! I go where no flower blossometh , Before my time . Even as the blushes of the morn Vanish , and long ere noon ...
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... shine , And joy in every soul . Bring forth , bring forth the oldest wine , And crown the largest bowl . And as with nod and laugh ye sip The goblet's rich carnation , Whose bursting bubbles seem to tip The wink of invitation ; Drink to ...
... shine , And joy in every soul . Bring forth , bring forth the oldest wine , And crown the largest bowl . And as with nod and laugh ye sip The goblet's rich carnation , Whose bursting bubbles seem to tip The wink of invitation ; Drink to ...
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