English Poetry..: With Introduction, Notes and Illustrations, Том 2P.F. Collier & son, 1910 |
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... MIND MY WHEEL . WELL I REMEMBER No , MY OWN LOVE ROBERT BROWNING • THE DEATH OF ARTEMIDORA IPHIGENEIA 924 925 925 · 926 · 926 926 927 ' Do YOU REMEMBER ME ? ' 929 FOR AN EPITAPH AT FIESOLE ON LUCRETIA BORGIA'S HAIR TO MY NINTH DECADE ...
... MIND MY WHEEL . WELL I REMEMBER No , MY OWN LOVE ROBERT BROWNING • THE DEATH OF ARTEMIDORA IPHIGENEIA 924 925 925 · 926 · 926 926 927 ' Do YOU REMEMBER ME ? ' 929 FOR AN EPITAPH AT FIESOLE ON LUCRETIA BORGIA'S HAIR TO MY NINTH DECADE ...
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... mind Disturb'd , delighted , raised , refined : ' Till once , ' tis said , when all were fired , Fill'd with fury , rapt , inspired , From the supporting myrtles round They snatch'd her instruments of sound , And , as they oft had heard ...
... mind Disturb'd , delighted , raised , refined : ' Till once , ' tis said , when all were fired , Fill'd with fury , rapt , inspired , From the supporting myrtles round They snatch'd her instruments of sound , And , as they oft had heard ...
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... mind's in quest of sweets The choicest flowers to hive . Sweeter , in all the strains of love , The language of thy turtle - dove , Paired to thy swelling chord ; Sweeter , with every grace endued , The glory of thy gratitude . Respired ...
... mind's in quest of sweets The choicest flowers to hive . Sweeter , in all the strains of love , The language of thy turtle - dove , Paired to thy swelling chord ; Sweeter , with every grace endued , The glory of thy gratitude . Respired ...
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... mind , And to party gave up what was meant for mankind : Tho ' fraught with all learning , yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote ; Who , too deep for his hearers , still went on refining , And thought ...
... mind , And to party gave up what was meant for mankind : Tho ' fraught with all learning , yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote ; Who , too deep for his hearers , still went on refining , And thought ...
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... mind , If dunces applauded , he paid them in kind . Ye Kendricks , ye Kellys , and Woodfalls so grave , What a commerce was yours while you got and you gave ! How did Grub - street re - echo the shouts that you raised , While he was be ...
... mind , If dunces applauded , he paid them in kind . Ye Kendricks , ye Kellys , and Woodfalls so grave , What a commerce was yours while you got and you gave ! How did Grub - street re - echo the shouts that you raised , While he was be ...
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