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What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest - but ne'er knew love's sad satiety . Waking or asleep , Thou of death must ...
What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest - but ne'er knew love's sad satiety . Waking or asleep , Thou of death must ...
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Woe and pain , pain and woe , Are my lot , night and noon , To see your bright face clouded so , Like to the mournful moon . But yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen ; ' Tis you shall reign , shall reign alone My dark ...
Woe and pain , pain and woe , Are my lot , night and noon , To see your bright face clouded so , Like to the mournful moon . But yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen ; ' Tis you shall reign , shall reign alone My dark ...
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Dear Christ ! the very prison'walls Suddenly seemed to reel , And the sky above my head became Like a casque of scorching steel ; And , though I was a soul in pain , My pain I could not feel . I only knew what hunted thought Quickened ...
Dear Christ ! the very prison'walls Suddenly seemed to reel , And the sky above my head became Like a casque of scorching steel ; And , though I was a soul in pain , My pain I could not feel . I only knew what hunted thought Quickened ...
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Great Poems of the English Language: An Anthology of Verse in English from ... Wallace Alvin Briggs Ingen förhandsgranskning - 1933 |
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