The Harvard Classics, Том 41,2. стр.P.F. Collier & Son Company, 1910 |
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... YOUTH AND AGE . LOVE HYMN BEFORE SUNRISE , IN THE CHAMOUNI • CHRISTABEL · DEJECTION : AN ODE ROBERT SOUTHEY AFTER BLENHEIM · THE SCHOLAR CHARLES LAMB THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES HESTER ON AN INFANT DYING AS SOON AS BORN SIR WALTER SCOTT THE ...
... YOUTH AND AGE . LOVE HYMN BEFORE SUNRISE , IN THE CHAMOUNI • CHRISTABEL · DEJECTION : AN ODE ROBERT SOUTHEY AFTER BLENHEIM · THE SCHOLAR CHARLES LAMB THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES HESTER ON AN INFANT DYING AS SOON AS BORN SIR WALTER SCOTT THE ...
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... YOUTH AND AGE . THE DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB ELEGY ON THYRZA WHEN WE TWO PARTED FOR MUSIC . • 794 803 804 805 807 · 808 801 798 797 795 ឌ ឌ ឌ ៖ ន ន ន ន ៩៩៩៩ 803 802 GEORGE GORDON , LORD BYRON ( Continued ) SHE WALKS 482 ...
... YOUTH AND AGE . THE DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB ELEGY ON THYRZA WHEN WE TWO PARTED FOR MUSIC . • 794 803 804 805 807 · 808 801 798 797 795 ឌ ឌ ឌ ៖ ន ន ន ន ៩៩៩៩ 803 802 GEORGE GORDON , LORD BYRON ( Continued ) SHE WALKS 482 ...
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... youths now are jeering , Bandsters 10 are lyart , " and runkled , " and gray ; At fair or at preaching , nae wooing , nae fleeching The Flowers of the Forest are a ' wede away . 13 At e'en , in the gloaming , nae younkers are roaming ...
... youths now are jeering , Bandsters 10 are lyart , " and runkled , " and gray ; At fair or at preaching , nae wooing , nae fleeching The Flowers of the Forest are a ' wede away . 13 At e'en , in the gloaming , nae younkers are roaming ...
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... youth : To Jonathan his friend Constant , beyond the verge of death ; And Ziba , and Mephibosheth , His endless fame attend . Pleasant - and various as the year ; Man , soul , and angel without peer , Priest , champion , sage , and boy ...
... youth : To Jonathan his friend Constant , beyond the verge of death ; And Ziba , and Mephibosheth , His endless fame attend . Pleasant - and various as the year ; Man , soul , and angel without peer , Priest , champion , sage , and boy ...
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... youth shall be my marrow- I'll seek thy body in the stream , And then with thee I'll sleep in Yarrow . -The tear did never leave her cheek , No other youth became her marrow ; She found his body in the stream , And now with him she ...
... youth shall be my marrow- I'll seek thy body in the stream , And then with thee I'll sleep in Yarrow . -The tear did never leave her cheek , No other youth became her marrow ; She found his body in the stream , And now with him she ...
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ARTEMIDORA auld auld Robin Gray beneath birds bless blest bliss bonnie Bonny Dundee bosom bowers braes of Yarrow breast breath bright busk CAROLINA OLIPHANT charms cheerful cloud Cockpen dead dear death deep delight doth dream Dunblane earth eyes fair fear flowers frae gone grave green grief hame hand happy hast hath HC XLI hear heard heart heaven hills JOHN GILPIN Kilmeny kiss lady land lassie light live look love is dead maid maun mind morning mountains ne'er never night o'er pain pleasure pride rose round Samian wine shade shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars sweet SWEET Auburn tears thee There's thine things thou art thought tree Twas voice waves weep Whig wild wind wings young Jessie youth
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Страница 719 - mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war ! The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice! A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song...
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