Wordsworth to TennysonH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1913 |
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... Divine Architect . The fabric , with its appointed centre and lord , was designed to be admirably fair and happy . In all its constituents , from man to beast , to the flowers of the field , mountain and valley , winds and waters , it ...
... Divine Architect . The fabric , with its appointed centre and lord , was designed to be admirably fair and happy . In all its constituents , from man to beast , to the flowers of the field , mountain and valley , winds and waters , it ...
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... Divine origin - in her and hers , how closely he is linked to Heaven . We need not , to discover the Poet in him , endeavour to piece together a complete system out of his verse . Let us delight ourselves with its charm , wherever we ...
... Divine origin - in her and hers , how closely he is linked to Heaven . We need not , to discover the Poet in him , endeavour to piece together a complete system out of his verse . Let us delight ourselves with its charm , wherever we ...
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... divine ; Type of the wise who soar , but never roam ; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! 6 The Linnet seems to preach not at all , but has his lesson too - that Nature commands to be glad : One have I marked , the happiest ...
... divine ; Type of the wise who soar , but never roam ; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! 6 The Linnet seems to preach not at all , but has his lesson too - that Nature commands to be glad : One have I marked , the happiest ...
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... The Knight's bones are dust , and his good sword rust : - His soul is with the saints , I trust ; 9 9 a picture of a mother with a new - born babe : She listen'd to the tale divine , And closer still 24 FIVE CENTURIES OF ENGLISH VERSE.
... The Knight's bones are dust , and his good sword rust : - His soul is with the saints , I trust ; 9 9 a picture of a mother with a new - born babe : She listen'd to the tale divine , And closer still 24 FIVE CENTURIES OF ENGLISH VERSE.
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William Stebbing. She listen'd to the tale divine , And closer still the Babe she prest ; And while she cried , the Babe is mine ! The milk rush'd faster to her breast : Joy rose within her , like a summer's morn ; Peace , Peace on Earth ...
William Stebbing. She listen'd to the tale divine , And closer still the Babe she prest ; And while she cried , the Babe is mine ! The milk rush'd faster to her breast : Joy rose within her , like a summer's morn ; Peace , Peace on Earth ...
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