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Each a queen By virtue of her brow and breast ; Not needing to be crowned , I
mean , As I do . E ' en when I was dressed , Had either of them spoke , instead Of
glancing sideways with still head ! But no : they let me laugh , and sing COUNT ...
Each a queen By virtue of her brow and breast ; Not needing to be crowned , I
mean , As I do . E ' en when I was dressed , Had either of them spoke , instead Of
glancing sideways with still head ! But no : they let me laugh , and sing COUNT ...
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But no : they let me laugh , and sing My birthday song quite through , adjust The
last rose in my garland , fing . A last look on the mirror , trust My arms to each an
arm of theirs , And so descend the castle - stairsVI And come out on the morning
...
But no : they let me laugh , and sing My birthday song quite through , adjust The
last rose in my garland , fing . A last look on the mirror , trust My arms to each an
arm of theirs , And so descend the castle - stairsVI And come out on the morning
...
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... That his rude boys might laugh at the gift , “ – To the page who last leaped o ' er
the fence “ Of the pit , on no greater pretence “ Than to get back the bonnet he
dropped , “ Lest his pay for a week should be stopped . “ So , wiser I judged it to ...
... That his rude boys might laugh at the gift , “ – To the page who last leaped o ' er
the fence “ Of the pit , on no greater pretence “ Than to get back the bonnet he
dropped , “ Lest his pay for a week should be stopped . “ So , wiser I judged it to ...
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VII So , we were left galloping , Joris and I , Past Looz and past Tongres , no
cloud in the sky ; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh , ' Neath our feet
broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff ; Till over by Dalhem a dome - spire
sprang ...
VII So , we were left galloping , Joris and I , Past Looz and past Tongres , no
cloud in the sky ; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh , ' Neath our feet
broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff ; Till over by Dalhem a dome - spire
sprang ...
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... guelder - rose ! I must bear with it , I suppose . XIX Could but November come ,
Were the noisy birds struck dumb At the warning slash Of his driver ' s - lashI
would laugh like the valiant Thumb Facing the castle glum A LOVERS '
QUARREL .
... guelder - rose ! I must bear with it , I suppose . XIX Could but November come ,
Were the noisy birds struck dumb At the warning slash Of his driver ' s - lashI
would laugh like the valiant Thumb Facing the castle glum A LOVERS '
QUARREL .
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beauty better break breast breath brow cheek Crown dare dead death doubt drop Duke earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fear feel fire flesh flowers gain gave give gold gone grew grow hair hand head hear heard heart heaven hold hope Italy keep King lady laugh leave light lips live look mean meant mind mouth never night o'er once paint pass past perfect play poor praise prove reached rest ride rose round Second seemed side smile soul speak stand star stopped sure sweet tell thee thing thou thought Till took touch true truth turn wait watch whole wide youth
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| Наслов | Selections from the Poetical Works: First Series, Том 1 |
| Аутор | Robert Browning |
| Издавач | Smith, Elder, 1884 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет Харвард |
| Дигитализовано | 12 јун 2008 |
| Дужина | 288 страница |
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