The Book of Georgian VerseWilliam Stanley Braithwaite Brentano's, 1909 - Всего страниц: 1313 |
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Стр. 58
... dead , Gone to his death - bed , All under the willow - tree . Black his hair as the winter night , White his rode as the summer snow , Red his face as the morning light , Cold he lies in the grave below : My love is dead , Gone to his ...
... dead , Gone to his death - bed , All under the willow - tree . Black his hair as the winter night , White his rode as the summer snow , Red his face as the morning light , Cold he lies in the grave below : My love is dead , Gone to his ...
Стр. 59
... dead , Gone to his death - bed , All under the willow - tree . See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true - love's shroud : Whiter than the morning sky , Whiter than the evening cloud : My love is dead , Gone to his death ...
... dead , Gone to his death - bed , All under the willow - tree . See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true - love's shroud : Whiter than the morning sky , Whiter than the evening cloud : My love is dead , Gone to his death ...
Стр. 60
... dead , Gone to his death - bed All under the willow - tree . Come , with acorn - cup and thorn , Drain my heartès blood away ; Life and all its good I scorn , Dance by night , or feast by day : My love is dead , Gone to his death - bed ...
... dead , Gone to his death - bed All under the willow - tree . Come , with acorn - cup and thorn , Drain my heartès blood away ; Life and all its good I scorn , Dance by night , or feast by day : My love is dead , Gone to his death - bed ...
Стр. 80
... dead . Round her the feather'd choir would wing , Sae bonnily she wont to sing , And sleely wake the sleeping string , Their sang to lead , Sweet as the zephyrs of the spring ; But now she's dead . Mourn ilka nymph and ilka swain , Ilk ...
... dead . Round her the feather'd choir would wing , Sae bonnily she wont to sing , And sleely wake the sleeping string , Their sang to lead , Sweet as the zephyrs of the spring ; But now she's dead . Mourn ilka nymph and ilka swain , Ilk ...
Стр. 81
... dead . At gloamin ' , now , the bagpipe's dumb , Whan weary owsen hameward come ; Sae sweetly as it wont to bum , And pibrachs skreed ; We never hear its warlike hum , For Music's dead . Macgibbon's gane : Ah ! waes my heart ! The man ...
... dead . At gloamin ' , now , the bagpipe's dumb , Whan weary owsen hameward come ; Sae sweetly as it wont to bum , And pibrachs skreed ; We never hear its warlike hum , For Music's dead . Macgibbon's gane : Ah ! waes my heart ! The man ...
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