The Poetical Works of James Russell LowellHoughton, Osgood, 1879 - 422 страница |
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... gold dust of thy bloom divine Hath dropped from thy heart into mine , To quicken its faint germs of heavenly lore ; For no breeze comes nigh thee but car- ries away Some impulses bright Of fragrance and light , Which fall upon souls ...
... gold dust of thy bloom divine Hath dropped from thy heart into mine , To quicken its faint germs of heavenly lore ; For no breeze comes nigh thee but car- ries away Some impulses bright Of fragrance and light , Which fall upon souls ...
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... gold , And he inherits soft white hands , And tender flesh that fears the cold , Nor dares to wear a garment old ; A heritage , it seems to me , One scarce would wish to hold in fee . The rich man's son inherits cares ; The bank may ...
... gold , And he inherits soft white hands , And tender flesh that fears the cold , Nor dares to wear a garment old ; A heritage , it seems to me , One scarce would wish to hold in fee . The rich man's son inherits cares ; The bank may ...
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... gold , And , underneath their soft and flowery words , Heard the cold serpent hiss ; therefore he went And humbly joined him to the weaker part , Fanatic named , and fool , yet well con- tent So he could be the nearer to God's heart ...
... gold , And , underneath their soft and flowery words , Heard the cold serpent hiss ; therefore he went And humbly joined him to the weaker part , Fanatic named , and fool , yet well con- tent So he could be the nearer to God's heart ...
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... gold , a triumph - arch to be For him who came to hold her heart in fee . XIV . Not far from Margaret's cottage dwelt a knight Of the proud Templars , a sworn celi- bate , Whose heart in secret fed upon the light And dew of her ripe ...
... gold , a triumph - arch to be For him who came to hold her heart in fee . XIV . Not far from Margaret's cottage dwelt a knight Of the proud Templars , a sworn celi- bate , Whose heart in secret fed upon the light And dew of her ripe ...
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