 ... of dust, And you think the round world your sacred trust — But the sun shines, and the wind blows, And nobody cares and nobody knows. O the bracken waves and the foxgloves flame, And none of them ever has heard your name— Near and dear is the...  The One and the Many - Страница 57написао/ла Eva Gore-Booth - 1904 - 111 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Eva Gore-Booth - 1915 - 76 страница
...them ever has heard your name ^ Near and dear is the curlew's cry, You are but a stranger passing by. Sheer up through the shadows the mountain towers, And dreams wander free through this world of ours ; Though you may turn the grass to gold, The twilight has left you out in... | |
 | Stephen Regan - 2004 - 628 страница
...ever has heard your name— Near and dear is the curlew's cry, You are merely a stranger* passing by. Sheer up through the shadows the mountain towers And...rose and the wheat, Not for you, not for you is the bog-myrtle sweet, Though you are lord of the long grass, The hemlock bows not her head as you pass.... | |
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