Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volumen4W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 páginas |
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... flowers in groups are found , The school - boy roams enchantedly along , Plucking the fairest with a rude delight : While the meek shepherd stops his simple song , To gaze a moment on the pleasing sight ; O'erjoyed to see the flowers ...
... flowers in groups are found , The school - boy roams enchantedly along , Plucking the fairest with a rude delight : While the meek shepherd stops his simple song , To gaze a moment on the pleasing sight ; O'erjoyed to see the flowers ...
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... flower of flowers , My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen ! You'll think of me through daylight hours , My virgin flower , my flower of flowers , My Dark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air , I could plough the high hills , O , I could ...
... flower of flowers , My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen ! You'll think of me through daylight hours , My virgin flower , my flower of flowers , My Dark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air , I could plough the high hills , O , I could ...
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Pleasure , to our hot grasp , Gives flowers after flowers ; With passionate warmth we clasp Hand after hand in ours ; Now do we soon perceive how fast our youth is spent . At once our eyes grow clear ! We see , in blank dismay , Year ...
Pleasure , to our hot grasp , Gives flowers after flowers ; With passionate warmth we clasp Hand after hand in ours ; Now do we soon perceive how fast our youth is spent . At once our eyes grow clear ! We see , in blank dismay , Year ...
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