| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find...Appears in 847 books from 1803-2008Page 364 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imp
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