The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory ObservationsPhillips, Sampson & Company, 1849 - 395 страница |
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... delight : Whence , with just cause , the harp of Eolus it hight * * * * * * Near the pavilions where we slept , still ran Soft tinkling streams , and dashing waters fell , And sobbing breezes sighed , and oft began ( So worked the ...
... delight : Whence , with just cause , the harp of Eolus it hight * * * * * * Near the pavilions where we slept , still ran Soft tinkling streams , and dashing waters fell , And sobbing breezes sighed , and oft began ( So worked the ...
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... delight . TO THE SAME . Unless with my Amanda bless'd , In vain I twine the woodbine bower ; Unless to deck her sweeter breast , In vain I rear the breathing flower . Awaken'd by the genial year , In vain the birds around me sing ; In ...
... delight . TO THE SAME . Unless with my Amanda bless'd , In vain I twine the woodbine bower ; Unless to deck her sweeter breast , In vain I rear the breathing flower . Awaken'd by the genial year , In vain the birds around me sing ; In ...
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... delight to stray , And watch thy shadow trembling in the stream , Or mark the floating clouds that cross thy way . And while I gaze , thy mild and placid light Sheds a soft calm upon my troubled breast ; And oft I think , fair planet of ...
... delight to stray , And watch thy shadow trembling in the stream , Or mark the floating clouds that cross thy way . And while I gaze , thy mild and placid light Sheds a soft calm upon my troubled breast ; And oft I think , fair planet of ...
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