The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1918Arthur Quiller-Couch, Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch At the Clarendon Press, 1939 - 1171 sidor |
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... Arms ( TO QUEEN ELIZABETH ) H's Time too swift , O swiftness never ceasing ! IS golden locks Time hath to silver turn'd ; His youth ' gainst time and age hath ever spurn'd , But spurn'd in vain ; youth waneth by increasing : Beauty ...
... Arms ( TO QUEEN ELIZABETH ) H's Time too swift , O swiftness never ceasing ! IS golden locks Time hath to silver turn'd ; His youth ' gainst time and age hath ever spurn'd , But spurn'd in vain ; youth waneth by increasing : Beauty ...
Sida 175
... Arms were from shoulders sent , Scalps to the teeth were rent , Down the French peasants went— Our men were hardy ! This while our noble king , His broadsword brandishing , Down the French host did ding As to o'erwhelm it ; And many a ...
... Arms were from shoulders sent , Scalps to the teeth were rent , Down the French peasants went— Our men were hardy ! This while our noble king , His broadsword brandishing , Down the French host did ding As to o'erwhelm it ; And many a ...
Sida 426
... arms twa An aske but and a snake ; But aye she grips and hau'ds him fast To be her warldis make . loot ] let . eldritch ] unearthly . XLV They shaped him in her arms twa But and 426 ANONYMOUS.
... arms twa An aske but and a snake ; But aye she grips and hau'ds him fast To be her warldis make . loot ] let . eldritch ] unearthly . XLV They shaped him in her arms twa But and 426 ANONYMOUS.
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