The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth CenturyCarey & Hart, 1845 - 504 sidor |
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... fear with them , of all most base- The fear of death , -alone finds place . This wretch was clad in frock and cowl , And shamed not loud to moan and howl , His body on the floor to dash , And crouch , like hound beneath the lash ; While ...
... fear with them , of all most base- The fear of death , -alone finds place . This wretch was clad in frock and cowl , And shamed not loud to moan and howl , His body on the floor to dash , And crouch , like hound beneath the lash ; While ...
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... FEAR thee , ancient mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long , and lank , and brown , As is the ribb'd sea - sand . " I fear thee and thy glittering eye , And thy skinny hand , so brown . " - " Fear not , fear not , thou ...
... FEAR thee , ancient mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long , and lank , and brown , As is the ribb'd sea - sand . " I fear thee and thy glittering eye , And thy skinny hand , so brown . " - " Fear not , fear not , thou ...
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... fear'd ! you hoped . What fear you that I fear , Or hope for that I hope for ? A truce , madam , To these exordiums and pretended interests , Whose only shallow intent is to delay , Or to divert , the sole dire subject , -me . Soh ! you ...
... fear'd ! you hoped . What fear you that I fear , Or hope for that I hope for ? A truce , madam , To these exordiums and pretended interests , Whose only shallow intent is to delay , Or to divert , the sole dire subject , -me . Soh ! you ...
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