Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volym 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 sidor |
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... thou lyest : thou canst not lend FALS The least delight : Thy favors cannot gain a friend , They are so slight : Thy morning pleasures make an end To please at night : Poor are the wants that thou supplyest , And yet thou vauntest , and ...
... thou lyest : thou canst not lend FALS The least delight : Thy favors cannot gain a friend , They are so slight : Thy morning pleasures make an end To please at night : Poor are the wants that thou supplyest , And yet thou vauntest , and ...
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... Thou art not what thou seem'st ; false world , thou lyest . Thy tinsel bosom seems a mint Of new - coined treasure ; A paradise , that has no stint , No change , no measure ; A painted cask , but nothing in ' t , Nor wealth , nor ...
... Thou art not what thou seem'st ; false world , thou lyest . Thy tinsel bosom seems a mint Of new - coined treasure ; A paradise , that has no stint , No change , no measure ; A painted cask , but nothing in ' t , Nor wealth , nor ...
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... thou art , But know that thou and I must part ; And when , or how , or where we met , I own to me's a secret yet . But this I know , when thou art fled , Where'er they lay these limbs , this head , No clod so valueless shall be As all ...
... thou art , But know that thou and I must part ; And when , or how , or where we met , I own to me's a secret yet . But this I know , when thou art fled , Where'er they lay these limbs , this head , No clod so valueless shall be As all ...
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Alexander Pope angel auld auld lang syne beauty beneath bird breast breath bright Brignall brow charm Christabel clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight divine doth dread dream earth ENGLAND eyes face fair fame fear fire flew flowers frae grace grave green grief hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hill hour Hudibras lady light live look Lord lord of Ross loud Lycidas Milton moon morn ne'er never night o'er pain Paradise Lost pleasure poem poet poetry praise pride Robin Adair Roland de Vaux rose round SCOTLAND shade sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit star stood sweet tears tell thee thine things Thomas Lake Harris thou art thought tinkler twas verse voice waves weary weep wild wind wings woods youth