The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

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Macmillan and Company, limited, 1902 - 275 страница
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My favourite Poetry anthology. It's been through many editions. I had the Oxford World's Classics one when I was a teenager, and later on the Everyman one - rather easier on the eyes. If you are only going to buy one poetry book, this is the one to get. Прочитајте целу рецензију

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An updated version including some more modern poems. Among many favourites, it includes Ben Jonson's “Hymn to Diana”, one of the most perfect lyrics in the English language (you can recite it to the moon, and I have been known to), and “It is not growing like a tree”. Прочитајте целу рецензију

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