Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volumen3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 páginas |
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... ENGLAND , 17TH CENTURY Epitaph ERE lies à piece of Christ ; a star in dust ; A vein of gold ; a china dish that must Be used in heaven , when God shall feed the just . JOHN WILMOT , EARL OF ROCHESTER ENGLAND , 1647-1680 H On Charles II ...
... ENGLAND , 17TH CENTURY Epitaph ERE lies à piece of Christ ; a star in dust ; A vein of gold ; a china dish that must Be used in heaven , when God shall feed the just . JOHN WILMOT , EARL OF ROCHESTER ENGLAND , 1647-1680 H On Charles II ...
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... England ever gave birth to . " Going a step further , Byron acclaimed him " the most perfect of our poets and the purest of our moralists . . . . He is the moral poet of all civilization , and , as such , let us hope that he will one ...
... England ever gave birth to . " Going a step further , Byron acclaimed him " the most perfect of our poets and the purest of our moralists . . . . He is the moral poet of all civilization , and , as such , let us hope that he will one ...
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... England's mountains green ? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen ? And did the Countenance Divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills ? And was Jerusalem builded here Among these dark Satanic mills ? Bring me ...
... England's mountains green ? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen ? And did the Countenance Divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills ? And was Jerusalem builded here Among these dark Satanic mills ? Bring me ...
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angel arms auld beauty beneath bird breath bright child clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ENGLAND eyes face fair fall fame fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green hand happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour lady land leaves light lines live look Lord loud mind moon morn move nature never night o'er once pain pass pleasure poem poet poetry poor pride rest rise rose round seemed shade silent sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring star stood strange sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought Till turned twas verse voice waves wild wind wings woods young youth