The Book of Georgian VerseWilliam Stanley Braithwaite Duckworth, 1914 - 1313 páginas |
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... Turn away no more ; Why wilt thou turn away ? The starry floor , The watery shore , Is given thee till the break of day . ' W. Blake 124 . O To Spring THOU with dewy locks , who lookest down Thro ' the clear windows of the morning , turn ...
... Turn away no more ; Why wilt thou turn away ? The starry floor , The watery shore , Is given thee till the break of day . ' W. Blake 124 . O To Spring THOU with dewy locks , who lookest down Thro ' the clear windows of the morning , turn ...
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... turn'd , and said , ' Echeion ! do not strike That tree it must be hollow ; for some god Speaks from within . Come thyself near . ' Again Both turn'd toward it : and behold ! there sat Upon the moss below , with her two palms Pressing ...
... turn'd , and said , ' Echeion ! do not strike That tree it must be hollow ; for some god Speaks from within . Come thyself near . ' Again Both turn'd toward it : and behold ! there sat Upon the moss below , with her two palms Pressing ...
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... turn'd round , walks on , And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread . But soon there breathed a wind on me , Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea , In ripple or in ...
... turn'd round , walks on , And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread . But soon there breathed a wind on me , Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea , In ripple or in ...
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Arethusa auld auld lang syne baloo beauty beneath bird bless bloom bonnie Bonny Dundee bosom bower braes breast breath bright Brignall busk canna charms cheek dance dark dead dear death doth dream e'en e'er earth eyes fair fear flowers frae grave green ha'e hame hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill hour Inchcape Rock Kilmeny lady land lass lassie light lo'e look Lord Lord Byron loud maid maun moon morning ne'er never night o'er pain pale R. B. Sheridan rill rose round S. T. Coleridge shade sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought thro tree Twas voice W. S. Landor Warwickshire waves weel weep wild wind wings wyfe Yarrow youth