The Household Book of PoetryCharles Anderson Dana D. Appleton, 1872 - Всего страниц: 816 |
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... fall round Until we hardly. Open unto the fields , and to the sky , All bright and glittering in the smokeless air . Never did sun more beautifully steep , In his first splendor , valley , rock , or hill ; Ne'er saw I , never felt , a ...
... fall round Until we hardly. Open unto the fields , and to the sky , All bright and glittering in the smokeless air . Never did sun more beautifully steep , In his first splendor , valley , rock , or hill ; Ne'er saw I , never felt , a ...
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... fall In concert join for others ' ear ; While to me , For harmony , Every air Echoes despair , And every drop provokes a tear . What are all the senses ' pleasures , When the soul has lost all measures ? LORD BRISTOL THE GREEN LINNET ...
... fall In concert join for others ' ear ; While to me , For harmony , Every air Echoes despair , And every drop provokes a tear . What are all the senses ' pleasures , When the soul has lost all measures ? LORD BRISTOL THE GREEN LINNET ...
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... fall , And I , too , cease to mourn my love . " Oh ! many a year , so wakeful and drear , I have sorrowed and ... falls from high , Curdles in circling stains of blood . But sudden again upswells the fount ; Higher and higher the waters ...
... fall , And I , too , cease to mourn my love . " Oh ! many a year , so wakeful and drear , I have sorrowed and ... falls from high , Curdles in circling stains of blood . But sudden again upswells the fount ; Higher and higher the waters ...
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... fall From the depth of heaven above , With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest , As still as a brooding dove . That orbed maiden with white fire laden , Whom mortals call the moon , Glides glimmering o'er my fleece - like floor By the ...
... fall From the depth of heaven above , With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest , As still as a brooding dove . That orbed maiden with white fire laden , Whom mortals call the moon , Glides glimmering o'er my fleece - like floor By the ...
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... fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee - tameless , and swift , and proud . T. Make me thy lyre , even as the forest is . What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The ...
... fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee - tameless , and swift , and proud . T. Make me thy lyre , even as the forest is . What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The ...
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