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But this whole hour your eyes have been intent On that veil ' d picture — veil ' d ,
for what it holds May not be dwelt on by the common day . This prelude has
prepared thee . Raise thy soul ; Make thine heart ready with thine eyes : the time
Is ...
But this whole hour your eyes have been intent On that veil ' d picture — veil ' d ,
for what it holds May not be dwelt on by the common day . This prelude has
prepared thee . Raise thy soul ; Make thine heart ready with thine eyes : the time
Is ...
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Tis a purer life than thine : a lip to drain thy trouble dry . Baby lips will laugh me
down : my latest rival brings thee rest . Baby fingers , waxen touches , press me
from the mother ' s breast . 0 , the child too clothes the father with a dearness not
...
Tis a purer life than thine : a lip to drain thy trouble dry . Baby lips will laugh me
down : my latest rival brings thee rest . Baby fingers , waxen touches , press me
from the mother ' s breast . 0 , the child too clothes the father with a dearness not
...
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For since the time when Adam first Embraced his Eve in happy hour , And every
bird of Eden burst In carol , every bud to flower , What eyes , like thine , have
waken ' d hopes ? What lips , like thine , so sweetly join ' d ? Where on the double
...
For since the time when Adam first Embraced his Eve in happy hour , And every
bird of Eden burst In carol , every bud to flower , What eyes , like thine , have
waken ' d hopes ? What lips , like thine , so sweetly join ' d ? Where on the double
...
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... betters went Long since , and came no more ; With peals of genial clamour
sent From many a tavern - door , With twisted quirks and happy hits — From misty
men of letters ; The tavern - hours of mighty wits — Thine elders and thy betters .
... betters went Long since , and came no more ; With peals of genial clamour
sent From many a tavern - door , With twisted quirks and happy hits — From misty
men of letters ; The tavern - hours of mighty wits — Thine elders and thy betters .
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But here will sigh thine alder tree , And here thine aspen shiver ; And here by
thee will hum the bee , For ever and for ever . 14 VOL . II . A hundred suns will
stream on thee , A thousand A FAREWELL THE BEGGAR MAID A FAREWELL.
But here will sigh thine alder tree , And here thine aspen shiver ; And here by
thee will hum the bee , For ever and for ever . 14 VOL . II . A hundred suns will
stream on thee , A thousand A FAREWELL THE BEGGAR MAID A FAREWELL.
Шта други кажу - Напишите рецензију
Нисмо пронашли ниједну рецензију на уобичајеним местима.
Друга издања - Прикажи све
Чести термини и фразе
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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 |