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... AT THE VILLA . . . . . . . . YOUTH AND ART . . . . . . . THE FLIGHT OF THE
DUCHESS . . . . . SONG FROM " PIPPA PASSES " • “ HOW THEY BROUGHT THE
GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX " . . . . . . . . . . . . SONG FROM "
PARACELSUS ” .
... AT THE VILLA . . . . . . . . YOUTH AND ART . . . . . . . THE FLIGHT OF THE
DUCHESS . . . . . SONG FROM " PIPPA PASSES " • “ HOW THEY BROUGHT THE
GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX " . . . . . . . . . . . . SONG FROM "
PARACELSUS ” .
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I looked , as away she was sweeping , And saw a youth eagerly keeping As close
as he dared to the doorway . No doubt that a noble should more weigh His life
than befits a plebeian ; And yet , had our brute been Nemean( I judge by a certain
...
I looked , as away she was sweeping , And saw a youth eagerly keeping As close
as he dared to the doorway . No doubt that a noble should more weigh His life
than befits a plebeian ; And yet , had our brute been Nemean( I judge by a certain
...
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As one shuts one ' s eyes on youth , “ Is that face the last one sees ? " XII . Oh
how dark your villa was , Windows fast and obdurate ! How the garden grudged
me grass Where I stood — the iron gate Ground its teeth to let me pass ! YOUTH
...
As one shuts one ' s eyes on youth , “ Is that face the last one sees ? " XII . Oh
how dark your villa was , Windows fast and obdurate ! How the garden grudged
me grass Where I stood — the iron gate Ground its teeth to let me pass ! YOUTH
...
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YOUTH AND ART . It once might have been , once only : We lodged in a street
together , You , a sparrow on the housetop lonely , I , a lone she - bird of his
feather . II . Your trade was with sticks and clay , You thumbed , thrust , patted and
...
YOUTH AND ART . It once might have been , once only : We lodged in a street
together , You , a sparrow on the housetop lonely , I , a lone she - bird of his
feather . II . Your trade was with sticks and clay , You thumbed , thrust , patted and
...
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... in alt . , Or ran the chromatic scale up : IX . For spring bade the sparrows pair ,
And the boys and girls gave guesses , And stalls in our street looked rare With
bulrush and watercresses . Why did not you pinch a flower In a pellet Youth and
Art .
... in alt . , Or ran the chromatic scale up : IX . For spring bade the sparrows pair ,
And the boys and girls gave guesses , And stalls in our street looked rare With
bulrush and watercresses . Why did not you pinch a flower In a pellet Youth and
Art .
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Нисмо пронашли ниједну рецензију на уобичајеним местима.
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beauty better break breast breath brow cheek dare dead death doubt drop Duke earth eyes face fall fear feel fire flesh flowers gain gave give gold gone grew grow hair half hand head hear heard heart heaven hold hope Italy keep King lady laugh leave less light lips live look man's mean mind never night o'er once paint pass past perfect play poor praise pride prove reached rest ride rose round seemed side sleep smile soul speak stand star stopped sure sweet tell thee thing thou thought thro Till took touch true truth turn watch whole wide youth
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Страница 273 - Long he lived nameless: how should spring take note Winter would follow? Till lo, the little touch, and youth was gone! Cramped and diminished, Moaned he, "New measures, other feet anon! "My dance is finished?
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| Наслов | Selections from [his] Poetical Works |
| Аутор | Robert Browning |
| Издање | 3 |
| Издавач | Smith, Elder & Company, 1874 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет Харвард |
| Дигитализовано | 16 феб 2008 |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |