The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth CenturyCarey & Hart, 1845 - 504 sidor |
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... weep ? -- to leave the vine Whose clusters o'er me bend , - The myrtle - yet , oh ! call it mine ! - The flowers I loved to tend . A thousand thoughts of all things dear Like shadows o'er me sweep , I leave my sunny childhood here , Oh ...
... weep ? -- to leave the vine Whose clusters o'er me bend , - The myrtle - yet , oh ! call it mine ! - The flowers I loved to tend . A thousand thoughts of all things dear Like shadows o'er me sweep , I leave my sunny childhood here , Oh ...
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... WEEP NOT FOR HER . WEEP not for her ! Her span was like the sky , Whose thousand stars shine beautiful and bright , Like flowers that know not what it is to die , Like long link'd shadeless months of polar light , Like music floating o ...
... WEEP NOT FOR HER . WEEP not for her ! Her span was like the sky , Whose thousand stars shine beautiful and bright , Like flowers that know not what it is to die , Like long link'd shadeless months of polar light , Like music floating o ...
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... Weep for his mother ! -Weep , young bride , for WEEP NOT FOR HIM THAT DIETH . * WEEP not for him that dieth- For he sleeps , and is at rest ; And the couch whereon he lieth Is the green earth's quiet breast : But weep for him who pineth ...
... Weep for his mother ! -Weep , young bride , for WEEP NOT FOR HIM THAT DIETH . * WEEP not for him that dieth- For he sleeps , and is at rest ; And the couch whereon he lieth Is the green earth's quiet breast : But weep for him who pineth ...
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