A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895: Selections Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of British Poetry in the Reign of VictoriaEdmund Clarence Stedman Houghton Mifflin, 1895 - 744 psl. |
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... hath pray'd To turn in pity the averted cheek Of her he bore away , with promises , Nay , with loud oath before dread Styx it- self , To give her daily more and sweeter flowers Than he made drop from her on Enna's dell . Rhaicos was ...
... hath pray'd To turn in pity the averted cheek Of her he bore away , with promises , Nay , with loud oath before dread Styx it- self , To give her daily more and sweeter flowers Than he made drop from her on Enna's dell . Rhaicos was ...
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... hath given a silent sign , And both , alas ! take flight . TO AGE WELCOME , old friend ! These many years Have we liv'd door by door : The Fates have laid aside their shears Perhaps for some few more . I was indocile at an age When ...
... hath given a silent sign , And both , alas ! take flight . TO AGE WELCOME , old friend ! These many years Have we liv'd door by door : The Fates have laid aside their shears Perhaps for some few more . I was indocile at an age When ...
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... Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproach'd me ; the ever - sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe , unsoil'd , nor lost one grain of gold . I saw the light that made the glossy leaves More glossy ...
... Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproach'd me ; the ever - sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe , unsoil'd , nor lost one grain of gold . I saw the light that made the glossy leaves More glossy ...
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... hath glisten'd and hath gone . PLAYS ALAS , how soon the hours are over Counted us out to play the lover ! And how much narrower is the stage Allotted us to play the sage ! But when we play the fool , how wide The theatre expands ...
... hath glisten'd and hath gone . PLAYS ALAS , how soon the hours are over Counted us out to play the lover ! And how much narrower is the stage Allotted us to play the sage ! But when we play the fool , how wide The theatre expands ...
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... Hath left no mark behind , To count the hours . Some weight of thought , though loth , On thee he leaves ; Some lines of care round both Perhaps he weaves ; Some fears , a soft regret For joys scarce known ; Sweet looks we half forget ...
... Hath left no mark behind , To count the hours . Some weight of thought , though loth , On thee he leaves ; Some lines of care round both Perhaps he weaves ; Some fears , a soft regret For joys scarce known ; Sweet looks we half forget ...
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A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895– Selections Illustrating the ..., 2 tomas Edmund Clarence Stedman Visos knygos peržiūra - 1895 |
A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895– Selections Illustrating the ..., 2 tomas Edmund Clarence Stedman Visos knygos peržiūra - 1895 |
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