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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... face feir to fonge , With murthes monie mote heo monge , That brid so breme in boure . With lossom eye grete ant gode , With browen blysfol under hode , He that reste him on the rode , That leflych lyf honoure . Blow northerne wynd ...
... face feir to fonge , With murthes monie mote heo monge , That brid so breme in boure . With lossom eye grete ant gode , With browen blysfol under hode , He that reste him on the rode , That leflych lyf honoure . Blow northerne wynd ...
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... face . With lullaby then wink awhile ; With lullaby your looks beguile ; Let no fair face , nor beauty bright , Entice you eft with vain delight . And lullaby my wanton will ; Let reason's rule now reign thy thought ; Since all too late ...
... face . With lullaby then wink awhile ; With lullaby your looks beguile ; Let no fair face , nor beauty bright , Entice you eft with vain delight . And lullaby my wanton will ; Let reason's rule now reign thy thought ; Since all too late ...
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... face to face When I have crost the bar . 719 720 O O that ' twere possible THAT ' 857 LORD TENNYSON.
... face to face When I have crost the bar . 719 720 O O that ' twere possible THAT ' 857 LORD TENNYSON.
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The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1918 Arthur Quiller-Couch,Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch Ingen förhandsgranskning - 1966 |
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