The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan, 1920 - 279 страница |
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... they are so still ! -Ah , tired madcaps ! you lie still ; But were you at the window now , To look forth on the fairy sight Of your illumined haunts by night , To see the park - glades where you play Far The Golden Treasury.
... they are so still ! -Ah , tired madcaps ! you lie still ; But were you at the window now , To look forth on the fairy sight Of your illumined haunts by night , To see the park - glades where you play Far The Golden Treasury.
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... night I pray'd To God , I wept , and said : Ah , when at last we lie with tranced breath , Not vexing Thee in death , And Thou rememberest of what toys We made our joys , How weakly understood Thy great commanded good , Then , fatherly ...
... night I pray'd To God , I wept , and said : Ah , when at last we lie with tranced breath , Not vexing Thee in death , And Thou rememberest of what toys We made our joys , How weakly understood Thy great commanded good , Then , fatherly ...
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... night succeeds thy little day : O , blighted blossom ! can it be That this gray stone and grassy clay Have closed our anxious care of thee ? The half - form'd speech of artless thought , That spoke a mind beyond thy years , The song ...
... night succeeds thy little day : O , blighted blossom ! can it be That this gray stone and grassy clay Have closed our anxious care of thee ? The half - form'd speech of artless thought , That spoke a mind beyond thy years , The song ...
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... nights by the child - I could not watch her for four- My brain had begun to reel - I felt I could do it no more . That was my sleeping - night , but I thought that it never would pass . There was a thunderclap once , and a clatter of ...
... nights by the child - I could not watch her for four- My brain had begun to reel - I felt I could do it no more . That was my sleeping - night , but I thought that it never would pass . There was a thunderclap once , and a clatter of ...
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... night As I fell asleep , Oh ! the touching sight Makes me still to weep : Of my little lad , Gone to leave me sad , Aye , the child I had , But was not to keep . As in heaven high , I my child did seek , There , in train , came by ...
... night As I fell asleep , Oh ! the touching sight Makes me still to weep : Of my little lad , Gone to leave me sad , Aye , the child I had , But was not to keep . As in heaven high , I my child did seek , There , in train , came by ...
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