Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volumen4W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 páginas |
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... True , the Just , Be blown about the desert dust , Or sealed within the iron hills ? No more ? A monster then , a dream , A discord . Dragons of the prime , That tare each other in their slime , Were mellow music matched with him . O ...
... True , the Just , Be blown about the desert dust , Or sealed within the iron hills ? No more ? A monster then , a dream , A discord . Dragons of the prime , That tare each other in their slime , Were mellow music matched with him . O ...
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... true person , Not as Lippo , Roland , or Andrea , Though the fruit of speech be just this sentence : Pray you , look on these my men and women , Take and keep my fifty poems finished ; Where my heart lies , let my brain lie also ! Poor ...
... true person , Not as Lippo , Roland , or Andrea , Though the fruit of speech be just this sentence : Pray you , look on these my men and women , Take and keep my fifty poems finished ; Where my heart lies , let my brain lie also ! Poor ...
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... true bliss or is ? Is it so small a thing To have enjoyed the sun , To have lived light in the spring , To have loved , to have thought , to have done ; To have advanced true friends , and beat down baffling foes- That we must feign a ...
... true bliss or is ? Is it so small a thing To have enjoyed the sun , To have lived light in the spring , To have loved , to have thought , to have done ; To have advanced true friends , and beat down baffling foes- That we must feign a ...
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