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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... hear , I hear , with joy I hear ! -But there's a tree , of many , one , A single field which I have look'd upon , Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the ...
... hear , I hear , with joy I hear ! -But there's a tree , of many , one , A single field which I have look'd upon , Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the ...
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... hear , O hear ! II Thou on whose stream , ' mid the steep sky's commotion , Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed , Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean , Angels of rain and lightning ! there are spread On the ...
... hear , O hear ! II Thou on whose stream , ' mid the steep sky's commotion , Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed , Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean , Angels of rain and lightning ! there are spread On the ...
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... hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro ' the thick - twinèd vine- To watch the emerald - colour'd water falling Thro ' many a wov'n acanthus - wreath divine ! Only to hear and see the far - off sparkling brine , Only to hear ...
... hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro ' the thick - twinèd vine- To watch the emerald - colour'd water falling Thro ' many a wov'n acanthus - wreath divine ! Only to hear and see the far - off sparkling brine , Only to hear ...
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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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