A Masque of Poets: Including Guy Vernon, a Novelette in VerseRoberts brothers, 1878 - 301 psl. |
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... door swung wide , Sunshine and flowers and songs of birds Swept in with you like a golden tide , Sweetness and rapture too deep for words . O Love , you brought to me youth and spring , Took me by storm with a glad surprise ; And set my ...
... door swung wide , Sunshine and flowers and songs of birds Swept in with you like a golden tide , Sweetness and rapture too deep for words . O Love , you brought to me youth and spring , Took me by storm with a glad surprise ; And set my ...
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... door , With his great eyes sad , and his bosom swelling . He makes as though in our arms repelling , He fain would lie as he lay before ; - Love comes back to his vacant dwelling , The old , old Love that we knew of yore ! Ah , who ...
... door , With his great eyes sad , and his bosom swelling . He makes as though in our arms repelling , He fain would lie as he lay before ; - Love comes back to his vacant dwelling , The old , old Love that we knew of yore ! Ah , who ...
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... door Then out he starts . Is thirteen doors from his : He gains the latch , which upward flies , And straight inside he is ! One pause upon the entry stair , And one upon the mat , How still the house at such an hour ! How mewless lies ...
... door Then out he starts . Is thirteen doors from his : He gains the latch , which upward flies , And straight inside he is ! One pause upon the entry stair , And one upon the mat , How still the house at such an hour ! How mewless lies ...
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... door ; Mothers , whose toil - worn hands are lent To help , or bid her longer stay . But through them all she passes on , Strangely martial , fair and wan ; Nor waits to listen to their cheers That sound so faintly in her ears . For now ...
... door ; Mothers , whose toil - worn hands are lent To help , or bid her longer stay . But through them all she passes on , Strangely martial , fair and wan ; Nor waits to listen to their cheers That sound so faintly in her ears . For now ...
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... door . ― He knew by the look in her face , - And his own on a sudden turned white . He rose from his bench and followed her out , And watched by the child that night . He tended her day and night ; He watched by her night and day : He ...
... door . ― He knew by the look in her face , - And his own on a sudden turned white . He rose from his bench and followed her out , And watched by the child that night . He tended her day and night ; He watched by her night and day : He ...
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A Masque of Poets– Including Guy Vernon, a Novelette in Verse George Parsons Lathrop Visos knygos peržiūra - 1878 |
A Masque of Poets– Including Guy Vernon, a Novelette in Verse George Parsons Lathrop Visos knygos peržiūra - 1878 |
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Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
Amy Margaret Antwerp beauty born for love breast bride bright brow cat's-paw Cheerily Cheer dare dead dear deep dream eyes face fair falcon and swallow fate fear feel yourself swing flame flashing sword Florinda fore-shoulder's reach four-footed Geordie Geordie of Maine gray ground Guy Vernon hair hand happy head hear the long heart Heaven Hilloa-hoa hollow Reverberate beat hunter comes husband John Carman Kismet kiss knew Knight of Discontent LA FORNARINA land lee shore light lips look Lorne love to dine marshes of Glynn mystery never night old First Church pain pale passed QUENTIN MATSYS REBEL FLOWER rose sail Saturn seemed shore sigh sings Sisera smile soft song soul sound stole stood strange sweet swift tell thee Theocritus things thou thought to-day turned Twas unto valley guarded VITTORIA COLONNA wild wind woman Yo-hoicks
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