Great Poems of the English LanguageTudor Publishing Company, 1932 - 1502 sidor |
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... face And thwart her genial will ; Here was a type of the true elder race , And one of Plutarch's men talked with us face to face . I praise him not ; it were too late ; And some innative weakness there must be In him who condescends to ...
... face And thwart her genial will ; Here was a type of the true elder race , And one of Plutarch's men talked with us face to face . I praise him not ; it were too late ; And some innative weakness there must be In him who condescends to ...
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... face to face with chance , I shrink a little : My hopes are strong , my will is something weak . Here comes the basket ? Thank you . I am ready . But , gentlemen my porters , life is brittle : You carry Cæsar and his fortunes - steady ...
... face to face with chance , I shrink a little : My hopes are strong , my will is something weak . Here comes the basket ? Thank you . I am ready . But , gentlemen my porters , life is brittle : You carry Cæsar and his fortunes - steady ...
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... face is far too wan , Or there is that written in his eyes Which none should look upon . So they kept us close till ... face was white with fear , And that man's face was grey , And I never saw sad men who looked So wistfully at the day ...
... face is far too wan , Or there is that written in his eyes Which none should look upon . So they kept us close till ... face was white with fear , And that man's face was grey , And I never saw sad men who looked So wistfully at the day ...
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Great Poems of the English Language: An Anthology Wallace Alvin Briggs Ingen förhandsgranskning - 1948 |
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Annabel Lee art thou ASTROPHEL AND STELLA auld lang syne beauty bells beneath bird birks of Aberfeldy breast breath bright brow Camelot clouds dark dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight divine dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory golden grace grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour kiss Lady of Shalott Lars Porsena leaves light lips live lonely look love's lute lyre mind moon morn Muse Nature's ne'er never night o'er pale praise rose round Samian wine Sandalphon SCENE scorn shade shadow shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought Twas voice wandering waves weep wild wind wings woods youth