Latter-day lyrics, selected, with notes, by W.D. AdamsWilliam Davenport Adams 1878 |
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... love is like the rose " . PAGE 31 40 4I 43 45 46 47 48 49 52 54 55 58 60 61 63 64 " Shame upon you , Robin ... Love . 66 25. Stay me no more Robert Browning . . Edmund W. Gosse F. W. Bourdillon . Alfred Tennyson Robert Browning ...
... love is like the rose " . PAGE 31 40 4I 43 45 46 47 48 49 52 54 55 58 60 61 63 64 " Shame upon you , Robin ... Love . 66 25. Stay me no more Robert Browning . . Edmund W. Gosse F. W. Bourdillon . Alfred Tennyson Robert Browning ...
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... Love , the Pilgrim 2. The Guest 3. " Love is come 4. Love gives all Away 5. Sweet love is dead 6. Love's Votary 7. Destiny 8. Rococo Hamilton Aïdè Thomas Ashe Alfred Tennyson Hon . J. Leicester Warren Edwin Arnold Thomas Bailey Aldrich ...
... Love , the Pilgrim 2. The Guest 3. " Love is come 4. Love gives all Away 5. Sweet love is dead 6. Love's Votary 7. Destiny 8. Rococo Hamilton Aïdè Thomas Ashe Alfred Tennyson Hon . J. Leicester Warren Edwin Arnold Thomas Bailey Aldrich ...
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... Love . 66 25. ' Stay me no more Robert Browning . Edmund W. Gosse Alfred Tennyson Robert Browning · 26. " A sigh in the morning gray " 27. " Oh , love is like the rose 28. " Along the shore " 29. She Came and Went 30. Never Again ...
... Love . 66 25. ' Stay me no more Robert Browning . Edmund W. Gosse Alfred Tennyson Robert Browning · 26. " A sigh in the morning gray " 27. " Oh , love is like the rose 28. " Along the shore " 29. She Came and Went 30. Never Again ...
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... Love the Musician 155. Love Passing 156. Love's Quest 157. Love's Answer 158. Winged Hours Book FF . SONNETS . . . Edward Dowden · Matthew Arnold . C. Tennyson Turner Edmund W. Gosse 235 236 · 237 238 . J. W. Inchbold 239 ...
... Love the Musician 155. Love Passing 156. Love's Quest 157. Love's Answer 158. Winged Hours Book FF . SONNETS . . . Edward Dowden · Matthew Arnold . C. Tennyson Turner Edmund W. Gosse 235 236 · 237 238 . J. W. Inchbold 239 ...
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... Love - Sweetness 163. The Bridesmaid 164. Spring Love 165. Why ? 166. Remembrance 167. " Let not our lips " 168. " I would not have " 169. " Our love is not " 170. After Death 171. Love , Time , and Death 172. Hoarded Joy 173. Rural ...
... Love - Sweetness 163. The Bridesmaid 164. Spring Love 165. Why ? 166. Remembrance 167. " Let not our lips " 168. " I would not have " 169. " Our love is not " 170. After Death 171. Love , Time , and Death 172. Hoarded Joy 173. Rural ...
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alez ALFRED TENNYSON AUSTIN DOBSON autumn Ballade beauty bird bliss bloom blossoms blow blue breath bright CHANT ROYAL charm CHRISTINA ROSSETTI DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI dead dear Death doth dream earth EDWARD DOWDEN Envoi eyes F. W. BOURDILLON fade faint fair falling rose feet flowers FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE glows golden green grow hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL JOHN PAYNE kiss leaves life's light lips lonely Lord love thee Love's lyric MATTHEW ARNOLD morning murmur never night o'er pain pass poem poet refrain rhymes RONDEAU Rondel scent shadow shore sigh skies sleep smile soft song soul spirit Spring star summer sweet THEOPHILE MARZIALS thine things must end thou art thought to-day tree Triolet Vine-god sing VIRELAI voice weary whispering wild WILLIAM BELL SCOTT wind wings woods words
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