Poems, Том 2Edward Moxon, Dover Street., 1843 - 231 страница |
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... folds For ever in itself the day we went To see her . All the land in flowery squares , Beneath a broad and equal - blowing wind , Smelt of the coming summer , as one large cloud Drew downward : but all else of Heaven was pure 22 THE ...
... folds For ever in itself the day we went To see her . All the land in flowery squares , Beneath a broad and equal - blowing wind , Smelt of the coming summer , as one large cloud Drew downward : but all else of Heaven was pure 22 THE ...
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... hours , dispensers of all good , O'er the mute city stole with folded wings , Distilling odours on me as they went To greet their fairer sisters of the East . Love at first sight , first - born , and OR , THE PICTURES . 27 27.
... hours , dispensers of all good , O'er the mute city stole with folded wings , Distilling odours on me as they went To greet their fairer sisters of the East . Love at first sight , first - born , and OR , THE PICTURES . 27 27.
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... folded annals of my youth ; And while I mused , Love with knit brows went by , And with a flying finger swept my lips , ' And spake , " Be wise : not easily forgiven Are those , who setting wide the doors , that bar The secret bridal ...
... folded annals of my youth ; And while I mused , Love with knit brows went by , And with a flying finger swept my lips , ' And spake , " Be wise : not easily forgiven Are those , who setting wide the doors , that bar The secret bridal ...
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... folded in thy sister's arm , And sleeping , haply dream her arm is mine . 66 ' Sleep , Ellen , folded in Emilia's arm ; Emilia , fairer than all else but thou , For thou art fairer than all else that is . 66 45 Sleep , breathing health ...
... folded in thy sister's arm , And sleeping , haply dream her arm is mine . 66 ' Sleep , Ellen , folded in Emilia's arm ; Emilia , fairer than all else but thou , For thou art fairer than all else that is . 66 45 Sleep , breathing health ...
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... 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 and meek : Though 132 THE TWO VOICES .
... 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 and meek : Though 132 THE TWO VOICES .
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Alice the nurse answer'd beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag cubits dark dipt Dora dream earth Ellen Adair Eustace Excalibur eyes face fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone gray grew hand happy heard heart Heaven high dial hope hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald mind moon moorland morn never night o'er pass'd passion QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade Simeon SIMEON STYLITES sleep slow light song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thousand summers thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd words yonder
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