The Complete Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert BrowningHoughton, Mifflin, 1895 - 1033 страница |
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... hear all sides : How can my life indulge them ? yet they live , Referring to some state of life unknown . My selfishness is satiated not , It wears me like a flame ; my hunger for All pleasure , howsoe'er minute , grows pain ; I envy ...
... hear all sides : How can my life indulge them ? yet they live , Referring to some state of life unknown . My selfishness is satiated not , It wears me like a flame ; my hunger for All pleasure , howsoe'er minute , grows pain ; I envy ...
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... hear my purpose Par . Hear it ? I can say Beforehand all this evening's conference ! ' Tis this way , Michal , that he uses : first , Or he declares , or I , the leading points Of our best scheme of life , what is man's end And what ...
... hear my purpose Par . Hear it ? I can say Beforehand all this evening's conference ! ' Tis this way , Michal , that he uses : first , Or he declares , or I , the leading points Of our best scheme of life , what is man's end And what ...
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... hear a voice , perchance I heard Long ago , but all too low , So that scarce a care it stirred If the voice were real or no : I heard it in my youth when first The waters of my life outburst : But , now their stream ebbs faint , I hear ...
... hear a voice , perchance I heard Long ago , but all too low , So that scarce a care it stirred If the voice were real or no : I heard it in my youth when first The waters of my life outburst : But , now their stream ebbs faint , I hear ...
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... hear ! Par . ( His secret ! I shall get his secret- fool ! ) - I am he that aspired to KNOW : and thou ? Apr. I would LOVE infinitely , and be loved ! Par . Poor slave ! I am thy king indeed . Apr. Thou deem'st That - born a spirit ...
... hear ! Par . ( His secret ! I shall get his secret- fool ! ) - I am he that aspired to KNOW : and thou ? Apr. I would LOVE infinitely , and be loved ! Par . Poor slave ! I am thy king indeed . Apr. Thou deem'st That - born a spirit ...
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... hear thee faintly . The thick dark- ness ! Even Thine eyes are hid . ' Tis as I knew : I speak , And now I die . But I have seen thy face ! O poet , think of me , and sing of me ! But to have seen thee and to die so soon ! Par . Die not ...
... hear thee faintly . The thick dark- ness ! Even Thine eyes are hid . ' Tis as I knew : I speak , And now I die . But I have seen thy face ! O poet , think of me , and sing of me ! But to have seen thee and to die so soon ! Par . Die not ...
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Страница 269 - And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, You heard as if an army muttered; And the muttering grew to a grumbling; And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling. And out of the houses the rats came tumbling — Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats...
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