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Thou shalt hear the “ Never , never , " whisper ' d by phantom years , And a song
from out the distance in the ringing of thine ears ; And an eye shall vex thee ,
looking ancient kindness on thy pain . Turn thee , turn thee on thy pillow : get thee
to ...
Thou shalt hear the “ Never , never , " whisper ' d by phantom years , And a song
from out the distance in the ringing of thine ears ; And an eye shall vex thee ,
looking ancient kindness on thy pain . Turn thee , turn thee on thy pillow : get thee
to ...
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Let the peoples spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change . Thro ' the
shadow of the world we sweep into the younger day : Better fifty years of Europe
than a cycle of Cathay . Mother - Age ( for mine I knew not ) help me as when life
...
Let the peoples spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change . Thro ' the
shadow of the world we sweep into the younger day : Better fifty years of Europe
than a cycle of Cathay . Mother - Age ( for mine I knew not ) help me as when life
...
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... like mingles with the stars . v . When on my goodly charger borne Thro '
dreaming towns I go , The cock crows ere the Christmas morn , The streets are
dumb with snow . The tempest crackles on the leads , And , ringing 176 SIR
GALAHAD .
... like mingles with the stars . v . When on my goodly charger borne Thro '
dreaming towns I go , The cock crows ere the Christmas morn , The streets are
dumb with snow . The tempest crackles on the leads , And , ringing 176 SIR
GALAHAD .
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The tempest crackles on the leads , And , ringing , spins from brand and mail ; But
o ' er the dark a glory spreads , And gilds the driving hail . I leave the plain , I
climb the height : No branchy thicket shelter yields ; But blessed forms in
whistling ...
The tempest crackles on the leads , And , ringing , spins from brand and mail ; But
o ' er the dark a glory spreads , And gilds the driving hail . I leave the plain , I
climb the height : No branchy thicket shelter yields ; But blessed forms in
whistling ...
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Then , in the boyhood of the year , Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere Rode thro
' the coverts of the deer , With blissful treble ringing clear . She seem ' d a part of
joyous Spring : A gown of grass - green silk she wore , Buckled with golden ...
Then , in the boyhood of the year , Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere Rode thro
' the coverts of the deer , With blissful treble ringing clear . She seem ' d a part of
joyous Spring : A gown of grass - green silk she wore , Buckled with golden ...
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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 |
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