Poems, Том 2Ticknor, Reed, and Fields, 1853 |
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... himself another crest ; In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnished dove ; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to Then her cheek was pale and thinner than should be thoughts of love . LOCKSLEY HALL . 35.
... himself another crest ; In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnished dove ; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to Then her cheek was pale and thinner than should be thoughts of love . LOCKSLEY HALL . 35.
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... fancy fathoms , falser than all songs have sung , Puppet to a father's threat , and servile to a shrewish tongue ! Is it well to wish thee happy ? - having known me to decline On a range of lower feelings and a narrower heart than Yet ...
... fancy fathoms , falser than all songs have sung , Puppet to a father's threat , and servile to a shrewish tongue ! Is it well to wish thee happy ? - having known me to decline On a range of lower feelings and a narrower heart than Yet ...
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... fancy : what is that which I should do ? I had been content to perish , falling on the foeman's ground , When the ranks are rolled in vapor , and the winds are But the jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that laid with sound . 42 ...
... fancy : what is that which I should do ? I had been content to perish , falling on the foeman's ground , When the ranks are rolled in vapor , and the winds are But the jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that laid with sound . 42 ...
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... fancy ! but I know my words are wild , But I count the gray barbarian lower than the Christian child . I , to herd with narrow foreheads , vacant of our glorious gains , Like a beast with lower pleasures , like a beast with lower Mated ...
... fancy ! but I know my words are wild , But I count the gray barbarian lower than the Christian child . I , to herd with narrow foreheads , vacant of our glorious gains , Like a beast with lower pleasures , like a beast with lower Mated ...
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... the lightnings , weigh the Sun- - O , I see the crescent promise of my spirit hath not set . Ancient founts of inspiration well through all my fancy yet . Howsoever these things be , a long farewell to Locksley LOCKSLEY HALL . 49.
... the lightnings , weigh the Sun- - O , I see the crescent promise of my spirit hath not set . Ancient founts of inspiration well through all my fancy yet . Howsoever these things be , a long farewell to Locksley LOCKSLEY HALL . 49.
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