And now, as the night was senescent / And star-dials pointed to morn— / As the star-dials hinted of morn— / At the end of our path a liquescent / And nebulous lustre was born
The rout of the enemy was complete.
At the ordinary temperature of the air camboge has little smell, but when heated it gives out a very peculiar one. Taken into the mouth it has scarcely any perceptible taste, but upon being chewed for some time it causes a sharp, somewhat acrid feeling, ending in a sweet sensation, accompanied with dryness in the mouth. […] Camboge is more extensively used as a pigment than as a medicine.
bright rocks whose stain of emerald or quartz shaft of shine the starfish hugged beneath the tide .
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