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... whisper ' d under Heaven None else could understand ; I found him
garrulously given , A babbler in the land . VII . But since I heard him make reply Is
many a weary hour ; ' Twere well to question him , and try If yet he keeps the
power . VOL .
... whisper ' d under Heaven None else could understand ; I found him
garrulously given , A babbler in the land . VII . But since I heard him make reply Is
many a weary hour ; ' Twere well to question him , and try If yet he keeps the
power . VOL .
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An hour had past — and , sitting straight , Within the low - wheel ' d chaise , Her
mother trundled to the gate Behind the dappled grays . ΧΧΙΧ . “ But , as for her ,
she staid at home , And on the roof she went , And down the way you use to
come ...
An hour had past — and , sitting straight , Within the low - wheel ' d chaise , Her
mother trundled to the gate Behind the dappled grays . ΧΧΙΧ . “ But , as for her ,
she staid at home , And on the roof she went , And down the way you use to
come ...
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... And touch upon the master - chord Of all I felt and feel . Old wishes , ghosts of
broken plans , And phantom hopes assemble ; And that child ' s heart , within the
man ' s Begins to move and tremble . Thro ' many an hour of summer suns , By.
... And touch upon the master - chord Of all I felt and feel . Old wishes , ghosts of
broken plans , And phantom hopes assemble ; And that child ' s heart , within the
man ' s Begins to move and tremble . Thro ' many an hour of summer suns , By.
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And others ' follies teach us not , Nor much their wisdom teaches ; And most , of
sterling worth , is what Our own experience preaches . Ah ! let the rusty theme
alone ! We know not what we know . But for my pleasant hour , ' tis gone , ' Tis
gone ...
And others ' follies teach us not , Nor much their wisdom teaches ; And most , of
sterling worth , is what Our own experience preaches . Ah ! let the rusty theme
alone ! We know not what we know . But for my pleasant hour , ' tis gone , ' Tis
gone ...
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See that sheets are on my bed ! What ! the flower of life is past : It is long before
you wed . “ Slip - shod waiter , lank and sour , At The Dragon on the heath ! Let us
have a quiet hour , Let us hob - and - nob with Death . “ I am old , but let me drink
...
See that sheets are on my bed ! What ! the flower of life is past : It is long before
you wed . “ Slip - shod waiter , lank and sour , At The Dragon on the heath ! Let us
have a quiet hour , Let us hob - and - nob with Death . “ I am old , but let me drink
...
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Нисмо пронашли ниједну рецензију на уобичајеним местима.
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| Наслов | Poems, Том 2 Poems, Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson Том 2 књиге Poems: In Two Volumes, Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Аутор | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Издање | 4 |
| Издавач | Edward Moxon, 1846 |
| Оригинал из | Јавна библиотека града Њујорка |
| Дигитализовано | 13 јан 2007 |
| Дужина | 235 страница |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |