Selections from the Poetical Works: First Series, Том 1 |
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Give o ' er ! Unless you call me , all the same , Familiarly by my pet name , Which
if the Three should hear you call , And me reply to , would proclaim At once our
secret to them all . Ask of me , too , command me , blameDo , break down the ...
Give o ' er ! Unless you call me , all the same , Familiarly by my pet name , Which
if the Three should hear you call , And me reply to , would proclaim At once our
secret to them all . Ask of me , too , command me , blameDo , break down the ...
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Snow - white must they spring , to blend With your flesh , but I intend They shall
deepen to the end , Broader , into burning gold , Till both wings crescent - wise
enfold . Your perfect self , from ' neath your feet To o ' er your head , where , lo ...
Snow - white must they spring , to blend With your flesh , but I intend They shall
deepen to the end , Broader , into burning gold , Till both wings crescent - wise
enfold . Your perfect self , from ' neath your feet To o ' er your head , where , lo ...
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Dip your arm o ' er the boat side , elbow - deep , As I do : thus : were death so
unlike sleep , Caught this way ? Death ' s to fear from flame or steel , Or poison
doubtless ; but from water - feel ! II Go find the bottom ! Would you stay me ?
There !
Dip your arm o ' er the boat side , elbow - deep , As I do : thus : were death so
unlike sleep , Caught this way ? Death ' s to fear from flame or steel , Or poison
doubtless ; but from water - feel ! II Go find the bottom ! Would you stay me ?
There !
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No two windows look one way O ' er the small sea - water thread Below them . Ah
, the autumn day I , passing , saw you overhead ! First , out a cloud of curtain blew
, Then a sweet cry , and last came youTo catch your lory that must needs ...
No two windows look one way O ' er the small sea - water thread Below them . Ah
, the autumn day I , passing , saw you overhead ! First , out a cloud of curtain blew
, Then a sweet cry , and last came youTo catch your lory that must needs ...
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And while such murmurs flow , the nymph Bends o ' er the harp - top from her
shell As the dry limpet for the lymph Come with a tune he knows so well . And
how your statues ' hearts must swell ! And how your pictures must descend To
see ...
And while such murmurs flow , the nymph Bends o ' er the harp - top from her
shell As the dry limpet for the lymph Come with a tune he knows so well . And
how your statues ' hearts must swell ! And how your pictures must descend To
see ...
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beauty better break breast breath brow cheek Crown dare dead death doubt drop Duke earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fear feel fire flesh flowers gain gave give gold gone grew grow hair hand head hear heard heart heaven hold hope Italy keep King lady laugh leave light lips live look mean meant mind mouth never night o'er once paint pass past perfect play poor praise prove reached rest ride rose round Second seemed side smile soul speak stand star stopped sure sweet tell thee thing thou thought Till took touch true truth turn wait watch whole wide youth
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| Наслов | Selections from the Poetical Works: First Series, Том 1 |
| Аутор | Robert Browning |
| Издавач | Smith, Elder, 1884 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет Харвард |
| Дигитализовано | 12 јун 2008 |
| Дужина | 288 страница |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |