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... Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river , For men may come and men may go , But I go on for ever . " Poor lad , he died at Florence , quite worn out , Travelling to Naples . There is Darnley bridge , It has more ivy ; there the ...
... Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river , For men may come and men may go , But I go on for ever . " Poor lad , he died at Florence , quite worn out , Travelling to Naples . There is Darnley bridge , It has more ivy ; there the ...
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... Philip out To show the farm : full willingly he rose : He led me thro ' the short sweet - smelling lanes Of his ... Philip , talking still ; and so We turn'd our foreheads from the falling sun , And following our own shadows thrice as ...
... Philip out To show the farm : full willingly he rose : He led me thro ' the short sweet - smelling lanes Of his ... Philip , talking still ; and so We turn'd our foreheads from the falling sun , And following our own shadows thrice as ...
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... Philip the next , While Annie still was mistress ; but at times Enoch would hold possession for a week : " This is my house and this my little wife . ' Mine too " said Philip " turn and turn 64 about " : When , if they quarrell'd ...
... Philip the next , While Annie still was mistress ; but at times Enoch would hold possession for a week : " This is my house and this my little wife . ' Mine too " said Philip " turn and turn 64 about " : When , if they quarrell'd ...
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... Philip look'd , And in theireyes and faces read his doom ; Then , as their faces drew together , groan'd , And slipt aside , and like a wounded life Crept down into the hollows of the wood ; There , while the rest were loud in merry ...
... Philip look'd , And in theireyes and faces read his doom ; Then , as their faces drew together , groan'd , And slipt aside , and like a wounded life Crept down into the hollows of the wood ; There , while the rest were loud in merry ...
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... Philip put the boy and girl to school ,. 1864 God bless him , he shall sit upon my knees And I will tell him tales of foreign parts , And make him merry , when I come home again . Come Annie , come , cheer up before I go . " Him running ...
... Philip put the boy and girl to school ,. 1864 God bless him , he shall sit upon my knees And I will tell him tales of foreign parts , And make him merry , when I come home again . Come Annie , come , cheer up before I go . " Him running ...
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Страница 234 - Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur, And o'er him, drawing it, the winter moon, Brightening the skirts of a long cloud, ran forth And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt : For all the haft twinkled with diamond sparks, Myriads of topaz-lights, and jacinth-work Of subtlest jewellery.
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Страница 235 - That bow'd the will. I see thee what thou art. For thou, the latest-left of all my knights, In whom should meet the offices of all, Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt ; Either from lust of gold, or like a girl Valuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes. Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence : But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur, I will arise and slay thee with my hands.