Great Poems of the English LanguageTudor Publishing Company, 1932 - 1502 страница |
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... wandering seem but folly , - Should we be loth to stir from home , And yet be melancholy ; Should life be dull , and spirits low , " Twill soothe us in our sorrow , That earth has something yet to show , The bonny holms of Yarrow ! " TO ...
... wandering seem but folly , - Should we be loth to stir from home , And yet be melancholy ; Should life be dull , and spirits low , " Twill soothe us in our sorrow , That earth has something yet to show , The bonny holms of Yarrow ! " TO ...
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... wandering Harper , scorned and poor , He begged his bread from door to door , And tuned , to please a peasant's ear , The harp a king had loved to hear . -INTRODUCTION . If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright , Go visit it by the ...
... wandering Harper , scorned and poor , He begged his bread from door to door , And tuned , to please a peasant's ear , The harp a king had loved to hear . -INTRODUCTION . If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright , Go visit it by the ...
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... wandering way , Left human haunt , and on alone till night . Too rare , too rare , grow now my visits here ! ' Mid ... wander'd till I died . Roam on ! The light we sought is shining still . Dost thou ask proof ? Our tree yet crowns the ...
... wandering way , Left human haunt , and on alone till night . Too rare , too rare , grow now my visits here ! ' Mid ... wander'd till I died . Roam on ! The light we sought is shining still . Dost thou ask proof ? Our tree yet crowns the ...
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Annabel Lee art thou ASTROPHEL AND STELLA auld lang syne beauty bells beneath bird birks of Aberfeldy breast breath bright brow Camelot clouds dark dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight divine dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory golden grace grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour kiss Lady of Shalott Lars Porsena leaves light lips live lonely look love's lute lyre mind moon morn Muse Nature's ne'er never night o'er pale praise rose round Samian wine Sandalphon SCENE scorn shade shadow shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought Twas voice wandering waves weep wild wind wings woods youth