The Le Gallienne Book of American VerseRichard Le Gallienne Boni & Liveright, 1925 - 402 páginas |
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... voice of heaven , Chilled trembling guilt in Satan's headlong path , Charmed the feet back , and roused the ear of death . " Let fools , " he cried , " starve on , while prudent I Snug in my nest shall live , and snug shall die . " ST ...
... voice of heaven , Chilled trembling guilt in Satan's headlong path , Charmed the feet back , and roused the ear of death . " Let fools , " he cried , " starve on , while prudent I Snug in my nest shall live , and snug shall die . " ST ...
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... voice sweet and low , The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow , Who erewhile , in the days of my youth that are fled , Once slept on my bosom , and pillowed my head ! Would you know where to find such a delicate prize ? Go seek in yon ...
... voice sweet and low , The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow , Who erewhile , in the days of my youth that are fled , Once slept on my bosom , and pillowed my head ! Would you know where to find such a delicate prize ? Go seek in yon ...
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... voice of blood shall reach , More audible than speech , " We are One . " FRANCIS SCOTT KEY ( 1780-1843 ) The Star - Spangled Banner O say , can you see , by the dawn's early light , What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last ...
... voice of blood shall reach , More audible than speech , " We are One . " FRANCIS SCOTT KEY ( 1780-1843 ) The Star - Spangled Banner O say , can you see , by the dawn's early light , What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last ...
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... voice , And with that boding cry Why o'er the waves dost fly ? O , rather , bird , with me Through the fair land rejoice ! Thy flitting form comes ghostly dim and pale , As driven by a beating storm at sea ; Thy cry is weak and scared ...
... voice , And with that boding cry Why o'er the waves dost fly ? O , rather , bird , with me Through the fair land rejoice ! Thy flitting form comes ghostly dim and pale , As driven by a beating storm at sea ; Thy cry is weak and scared ...
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... voice as trumpet loud , Bozzaris cheer his band : " Strike - till the last armed foe expires ; Strike - for your altars and your fires ; Strike - for the green graves of your sires ; God - and your native land ! " They fought - like ...
... voice as trumpet loud , Bozzaris cheer his band : " Strike - till the last armed foe expires ; Strike - for your altars and your fires ; Strike - for the green graves of your sires ; God - and your native land ! " They fought - like ...
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