Letters to Dead AuthorsLongmans, Green, 1886 - 234 страница |
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... didst thou sing , or so thy sweet numbers run in my rude English . Wearied of Courts and of priories , thou didst desire a grave beside thine own Loire , not remote from The caves , the founts that fall From the high mountain wall ...
... didst thou sing , or so thy sweet numbers run in my rude English . Wearied of Courts and of priories , thou didst desire a grave beside thine own Loire , not remote from The caves , the founts that fall From the high mountain wall ...
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... didst weep for , has swept the column from the tomb . The marble was broken by vio- lent hands , and the shattered sepulchre of the Prince of Poets gained a dusty hospitality from the museum of a coun- try town . Better had been the ...
... didst weep for , has swept the column from the tomb . The marble was broken by vio- lent hands , and the shattered sepulchre of the Prince of Poets gained a dusty hospitality from the museum of a coun- try town . Better had been the ...
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... didst thou teach the lesson of the Roses ! Well didst thou know it , well didst thou love the Rose , since thy nurse , carrying thee , an infant , to the holy font , let fall on thee the sacred water brimmed with floating blossoms of ...
... didst thou teach the lesson of the Roses ! Well didst thou know it , well didst thou love the Rose , since thy nurse , carrying thee , an infant , to the holy font , let fall on thee the sacred water brimmed with floating blossoms of ...
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... didst thou not write that thou hadst never received a sou at the hands of all the publishers who vended thy books ? And as thou wert about put- ting forth thy folio edition of 1584 , thou didst 30 LETTERS TO DEAD AUTHORS.
... didst thou not write that thou hadst never received a sou at the hands of all the publishers who vended thy books ? And as thou wert about put- ting forth thy folio edition of 1584 , thou didst 30 LETTERS TO DEAD AUTHORS.
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Andrew Lang. ting forth thy folio edition of 1584 , thou didst pray Buon , the bookseller , to give thee sixty crowns to buy wood withal , and make thee a bright fire in winter weather , and comfort thine old age with thy friend ...
Andrew Lang. ting forth thy folio edition of 1584 , thou didst pray Buon , the bookseller , to give thee sixty crowns to buy wood withal , and make thee a bright fire in winter weather , and comfort thine old age with thy friend ...
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