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Quotes by William Roscoe
Chiefs of elder Art! Teachers of wisdom! who would once beguile My tedious hours, and lighten every toil, I now resign you.— filed under Books
Geneva. Again thou reignest in thy golden hall, Rejoicing in thy sway, fair queen of night! The ruddy reapers hail thee with delight: Theirs is the harvest, theirs the joyous call For tasks well ended ere the season's fall.— filed under Monuments
The eastern hanging crescent climbeth higher; See, purple on the azure softly steals, And Morning, faintly touched with quivering fire, Leans on the frosty summits of the hills, Like a young girl over her hoary sire.— filed under Morning