Great Poems of the English Language: An AnthologyTudor Publishing Company, 1936 - 1568 sidor |
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... feel no chill , With me is to be lovely still , My Mary ! But oh ! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe , My Mary ! And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the ...
... feel no chill , With me is to be lovely still , My Mary ! But oh ! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe , My Mary ! And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the ...
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... feel - I feel it all . Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning , This sweet May - morning , And the Children are culling On every side , In a thousand valleys far and wide , Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines ...
... feel - I feel it all . Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning , This sweet May - morning , And the Children are culling On every side , In a thousand valleys far and wide , Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines ...
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... feel , conceive or reason , laugh or weep ; Embrace fond woe , or cast our cares away : It is the same ! -For , be ... feel . One loss is mine Which thou too feel'st , yet I alone deplore . Thou wert as a lone star , whose light did ...
... feel , conceive or reason , laugh or weep ; Embrace fond woe , or cast our cares away : It is the same ! -For , be ... feel . One loss is mine Which thou too feel'st , yet I alone deplore . Thou wert as a lone star , whose light did ...
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angels Annabel Lee art thou ASTROPHEL AND STELLA auld lang syne beauty bells beneath birds birks of Aberfeldy breast breath bright brow Camelot clouds dark dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight divine dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory golden grace grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour kiss Lady of Shalott Lars Porsena leaves light lips live lonely look love's lute lyre mind moon morn Muse Nature's ne'er never night o'er pale praise rose round Samian wine Sandalphon scorn shade shadow shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought Twas voice wandering waves weep wild wind wings woods youth