The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth CenturyJ. Miller, 1875 - 582 sidor |
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... weary heart , Doubly to those who , struggling with their fate , And wearied long with watchings and with grief , Sought but a place of safety . All things here Whisper repose and peace ; the very birds , That mid the golden fruitage ...
... weary heart , Doubly to those who , struggling with their fate , And wearied long with watchings and with grief , Sought but a place of safety . All things here Whisper repose and peace ; the very birds , That mid the golden fruitage ...
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... weary sense ) The faint pang stealest unperceived away : On thee I rest my only hopes at last ; I And think when thou hast dried the bitter tear , That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear , may look back on many a sorrow past , And ...
... weary sense ) The faint pang stealest unperceived away : On thee I rest my only hopes at last ; I And think when thou hast dried the bitter tear , That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear , may look back on many a sorrow past , And ...
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... weary wing , Laden with sweets , the choicest of the spring ! How oft inscribed , with friendship's votive rhyme , The bark now silver'd by the touch of Time ; Soar'd in the swing , half pleased and half afraid , Through sister elms ...
... weary wing , Laden with sweets , the choicest of the spring ! How oft inscribed , with friendship's votive rhyme , The bark now silver'd by the touch of Time ; Soar'd in the swing , half pleased and half afraid , Through sister elms ...
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... Weary of his life , Francesco flew to Venice , and , embarking , Flung it away in battle with the Turk . Donati lived - and long might you have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something , Something he could not find -- he knew ...
... Weary of his life , Francesco flew to Venice , and , embarking , Flung it away in battle with the Turk . Donati lived - and long might you have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something , Something he could not find -- he knew ...
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... weary feet proceed , My swelling heart continues still to bleed : The glittering prize holds out its distant lure , But seems , as nearer I approach , less sure , And never to my prayer to be decreed ! — With anxious ear I listen to the ...
... weary feet proceed , My swelling heart continues still to bleed : The glittering prize holds out its distant lure , But seems , as nearer I approach , less sure , And never to my prayer to be decreed ! — With anxious ear I listen to the ...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century Rufus Wilmot Griswold Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1875 |
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