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But the full day dwelt on her brows , and sunnid Her violet eyes , and all her Hebe
- bloom , And doubled his own warmth against her lips , And on the bounteous
wave of such a breast As never pencil drew . Half light , half shade , She stood , a
...
But the full day dwelt on her brows , and sunnid Her violet eyes , and all her Hebe
- bloom , And doubled his own warmth against her lips , And on the bounteous
wave of such a breast As never pencil drew . Half light , half shade , She stood , a
...
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... I knew mine own intent , This murmur broke the stillness of that air Which
brooded round about her : “ Ah , one rose , One rose , but one , by those fair
fingers cull ' d , Were worth a hundred kisses press ' d on lips Less exquisite than
thine .
... I knew mine own intent , This murmur broke the stillness of that air Which
brooded round about her : “ Ah , one rose , One rose , but one , by those fair
fingers cull ' d , Were worth a hundred kisses press ' d on lips Less exquisite than
thine .
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Tis a purer life than thine ; a lip to drain thy trouble dry . Baby lips will laugh me
down : my latest rival brings thee rest . Baby fingers , waxen touches , press me
from the mother ' s breast . 0 , the child too clothes the father with a dearness not
...
Tis a purer life than thine ; a lip to drain thy trouble dry . Baby lips will laugh me
down : my latest rival brings thee rest . Baby fingers , waxen touches , press me
from the mother ' s breast . 0 , the child too clothes the father with a dearness not
...
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Will he obey when one commands ? Or answer should one press his hands ? He
answers not , nor understands . “ His palms are folded on his breast : There is no
other thing express ' d But long disquiet merged in rest . “ His lips are very mild ...
Will he obey when one commands ? Or answer should one press his hands ? He
answers not , nor understands . “ His palms are folded on his breast : There is no
other thing express ' d But long disquiet merged in rest . “ His lips are very mild ...
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I pledge her , and she comes and dips Her laurel in the wine , And lays it thrice
upon my lips , These favour ' d lips of mine ; Until the charm have power to make
New lifeblood warm the bosom , And barren commonplaces break To full and ...
I pledge her , and she comes and dips Her laurel in the wine , And lays it thrice
upon my lips , These favour ' d lips of mine ; Until the charm have power to make
New lifeblood warm the bosom , And barren commonplaces break To full and ...
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| Наслов | Poems, Том 2 Poems, Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) |
| Аутор | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) |
| Издање | 2 |
| Издао/ла | 1843 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет Оксфорд |
| Дигитализовано | 9 авг 2006 |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |