The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageOxford University Press, 1929 - 776 страница |
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... heart in him his thoughts and senses guides : He loves my heart , for once it was his own , I cherish his because in me it bides : My true - love hath my heart , and I have his . SIR P. SIDNEY • 25 LOVE'S OMNIPRESENCE Were I as base as ...
... heart in him his thoughts and senses guides : He loves my heart , for once it was his own , I cherish his because in me it bides : My true - love hath my heart , and I have his . SIR P. SIDNEY • 25 LOVE'S OMNIPRESENCE Were I as base as ...
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... heart to thee . A heart as soft , a heart as kind , A heart as sound and free As in the whole world thou canst find , That heart I'll give to thee . Bid that heart stay , and it will stay , To honour thy decree : Or bid it languish ...
... heart to thee . A heart as soft , a heart as kind , A heart as sound and free As in the whole world thou canst find , That heart I'll give to thee . Bid that heart stay , and it will stay , To honour thy decree : Or bid it languish ...
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... heart to be glad thereof yet ? For where thou fliest I shall not follow , Till life forget and death remember , Till thou remember and I forget . Swallow , my sister , O singing swallow , I know not how thou hast heart to sing . Hast ...
... heart to be glad thereof yet ? For where thou fliest I shall not follow , Till life forget and death remember , Till thou remember and I forget . Swallow , my sister , O singing swallow , I know not how thou hast heart to sing . Hast ...
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A. C. SWINBURNE A. H. CLOUGH beauty beneath birds blow breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear flowers glory golden gone green hair hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hour J. D. C. PELLOW kiss leaves light lips live look look'd Lord LORD BYRON LORD TENNYSON love thee love's Lycidas lyre mind morn ne'er never night o'er once P. B. SHELLEY pale pleasure poems ring ROBERT BRIDGES rose round seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet tears thine things thou art thought tree Twas voice W. B. YEATS W. H. DAVIES waves weep wild winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth