The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan, 1929 - 640 страница |
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... true of even mediocre poetry , for how much more are we indebted to the best ! Like the fabled foun- tain of the Azores , but with a more various power , the magic of this Art can confer on each period of life its appropriate blessing ...
... true of even mediocre poetry , for how much more are we indebted to the best ! Like the fabled foun- tain of the Azores , but with a more various power , the magic of this Art can confer on each period of life its appropriate blessing ...
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... true - love hath my heart , and I have his , By just exchange one for another given : I hold his dear , and mine he cannot miss , There never was a better bargain driven : My true - love hath my heart , and I have his . His heart in me ...
... true - love hath my heart , and I have his , By just exchange one for another given : I hold his dear , and mine he cannot miss , There never was a better bargain driven : My true - love hath my heart , and I have his . His heart in me ...
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... true Love has me forsook , And says he'll never lo'e me mair . Now Arthur's seat sall be my bed , The sheets shall ne'er be prest by me ; Saint Anton's well sall be my drink ; Since my true Love has forsaken me . Marti'mas wind , when ...
... true Love has me forsook , And says he'll never lo'e me mair . Now Arthur's seat sall be my bed , The sheets shall ne'er be prest by me ; Saint Anton's well sall be my drink ; Since my true Love has forsaken me . Marti'mas wind , when ...
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