The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageOxford University Press, 1921 - 496 страница |
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... clouds with orient gold spangle their blue ; Here is the pleasant place- And nothing wanting is , save She , alas ! W. Drummond of Hawthornden V TIME AND LOVE I When I have seen by B 2 FIRST 3 That she may thy career with roses spread : ...
... clouds with orient gold spangle their blue ; Here is the pleasant place- And nothing wanting is , save She , alas ! W. Drummond of Hawthornden V TIME AND LOVE I When I have seen by B 2 FIRST 3 That she may thy career with roses spread : ...
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... cloud That beautifies Aurora's face , Or like the silver crimson shroud That Phoebus ' smiling looks doth grace ; Heigh ho , fair Rosaline ! Her lips are like two budded roses Whom ranks of lilies neighbour nigh , Within which bounds ...
... cloud That beautifies Aurora's face , Or like the silver crimson shroud That Phoebus ' smiling looks doth grace ; Heigh ho , fair Rosaline ! Her lips are like two budded roses Whom ranks of lilies neighbour nigh , Within which bounds ...
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... clouds in vain , And never wake to feel the day's disdain . S. Daniel XLVII The nightingale , as soon as April bringeth Unto her rested sense a perfect waking , While late - bare earth , proud of new clothing , springeth Sings out her ...
... clouds in vain , And never wake to feel the day's disdain . S. Daniel XLVII The nightingale , as soon as April bringeth Unto her rested sense a perfect waking , While late - bare earth , proud of new clothing , springeth Sings out her ...
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... did my Campaspe win : And last he set her both his eyes- She won , and Cupid blind did rise . O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall , alas ! become of me ?. J. Lylye LXXIII Pack , clouds , away , and welcome day 14 BOOK.
... did my Campaspe win : And last he set her both his eyes- She won , and Cupid blind did rise . O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall , alas ! become of me ?. J. Lylye LXXIII Pack , clouds , away , and welcome day 14 BOOK.
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Francis Turner Palgrave. LXXIII Pack , clouds , away , and welcome day , With night we banish sorrow ; Sweet air blow soft , mount larks aloft To give my Love good - morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. LXXIII Pack , clouds , away , and welcome day , With night we banish sorrow ; Sweet air blow soft , mount larks aloft To give my Love good - morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I ...
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