Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volumen4W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 páginas |
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... fear there is : For I have seen my sons most unlike Gods . Divine ye were created , and divine In sad demeanor , solemn , undisturbed , Unruffled , like high Gods , ye lived and ruled : Now I behold in you fear , hope and wrath ...
... fear there is : For I have seen my sons most unlike Gods . Divine ye were created , and divine In sad demeanor , solemn , undisturbed , Unruffled , like high Gods , ye lived and ruled : Now I behold in you fear , hope and wrath ...
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... fear intense , Of horror and amazement ! What human creature in the dead of night Had coursed like hunted hare that cruel distance ? Had sought the door , the window , in his flight , Striving for dear existence ? What shrieking spirit ...
... fear intense , Of horror and amazement ! What human creature in the dead of night Had coursed like hunted hare that cruel distance ? Had sought the door , the window , in his flight , Striving for dear existence ? What shrieking spirit ...
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... fear My wound hath taken cold , and I shall die . " So saying , from the pavement he half rose , Slowly , with pain , reclining on his arm , And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes As in a picture . Him Sir Bedivere Remorsefully ...
... fear My wound hath taken cold , and I shall die . " So saying , from the pavement he half rose , Slowly , with pain , reclining on his arm , And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes As in a picture . Him Sir Bedivere Remorsefully ...
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