The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan, 1929 - 640 страница |
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... hear , I hear , with joy I hear ! -But there's a tree , of many , one , A single field which I have look'd upon , Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the ...
... hear , I hear , with joy I hear ! -But there's a tree , of many , one , A single field which I have look'd upon , Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the ...
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... hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro ' the thick - twined vine— To watch the emerald - colour'd water falling Thro ' many a wov'n acanthus - wreath divine ! Only to hear and see the far - off sparkling brine , Only to hear ...
... hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro ' the thick - twined vine— To watch the emerald - colour'd water falling Thro ' many a wov'n acanthus - wreath divine ! Only to hear and see the far - off sparkling brine , Only to hear ...
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... hear , I hear ; " And the lily whispers , " I wait . " She is coming , my own , my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread , 375- 376 . My heart would hear her and beat Alfred Tennyson 421.
... hear , I hear ; " And the lily whispers , " I wait . " She is coming , my own , my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread , 375- 376 . My heart would hear her and beat Alfred Tennyson 421.
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