Encyclopaedia of English and American Poetry: From Caedmon and King Alfred's Boethius to Browning and Tennyson, Volume 2Ward, 1873 |
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... sweet nightingale , to me ! ' Tis mine , alas ! to mourn my wretched fate : I love a maid who all my bosom charms , Yet lose my days without this lovely mate ; Inhuman Fortune keeps her from my arms . You , happy birds ! by nature's ...
... sweet nightingale , to me ! ' Tis mine , alas ! to mourn my wretched fate : I love a maid who all my bosom charms , Yet lose my days without this lovely mate ; Inhuman Fortune keeps her from my arms . You , happy birds ! by nature's ...
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... Sweet smells the birk , green grows , green grows the grass , Yellow on Yarrow bank the gowan , Fair hangs the apple frae the rock , Sweet the wave of Yarrow flowan . Flows Yarrow sweet ? as sweet , as sweet flows Tweed , As green its ...
... Sweet smells the birk , green grows , green grows the grass , Yellow on Yarrow bank the gowan , Fair hangs the apple frae the rock , Sweet the wave of Yarrow flowan . Flows Yarrow sweet ? as sweet , as sweet flows Tweed , As green its ...
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... sweet , Prepare thy shadowy car . Then let me rove some wild and heathy scene ; Or find some ruin ' midst its dreary dells , Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams . Or , if chill blustering winds , or driving rain , Prevent ...
... sweet , Prepare thy shadowy car . Then let me rove some wild and heathy scene ; Or find some ruin ' midst its dreary dells , Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams . Or , if chill blustering winds , or driving rain , Prevent ...
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... sweet - brier entwines it around . Not my fields , in the prime of the year , More charms than my cattle unfold ... sweet ; Then , suiting the wreath to his lays , He throws it at Phyllis's feet . " O Phyllis , " he whispers , " more ...
... sweet - brier entwines it around . Not my fields , in the prime of the year , More charms than my cattle unfold ... sweet ; Then , suiting the wreath to his lays , He throws it at Phyllis's feet . " O Phyllis , " he whispers , " more ...
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... sweet . " Ah , luckless day ! when first with fond surprise On Delia's face I fix'd my eager eyes ! Then in wild tumults all my soul was tost , Then reason , liberty , at once were lost : And every wish , and thought , and care , was ...
... sweet . " Ah , luckless day ! when first with fond surprise On Delia's face I fix'd my eager eyes ! Then in wild tumults all my soul was tost , Then reason , liberty , at once were lost : And every wish , and thought , and care , was ...
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Encyclopaedia of English and American Poetry: From Caedmon and ..., Volume 2 Samuel Orchart Beeton Visualização completa - 1873 |
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