Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, Volume 1R. Bentley, 1852 |
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... spring , plashing over the huge stones that seemed meant to restrain it , sporting in pools and eddies , and lost almost as soon as it wells from the earth amid the waters of the silver Thames . Steep as it seems and is , the chalky ...
... spring , plashing over the huge stones that seemed meant to restrain it , sporting in pools and eddies , and lost almost as soon as it wells from the earth amid the waters of the silver Thames . Steep as it seems and is , the chalky ...
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... spring . We are come where Hedsor's crested fount Pours forth its babbling rill , And where the charmed eye loves to mount To the small church on the hill .. On , like a hawk upon the wing , Our little wherry flies ; Against her bows ...
... spring . We are come where Hedsor's crested fount Pours forth its babbling rill , And where the charmed eye loves to mount To the small church on the hill .. On , like a hawk upon the wing , Our little wherry flies ; Against her bows ...
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... that round them flow ! Steadily , steadily , speeds our bark , O'er the silvery whirls she springs ; While merry as lay of morning lark The watery carol rings . Lo ! a sailing swan , with a little fleet A LITERARY LIFE . 53.
... that round them flow ! Steadily , steadily , speeds our bark , O'er the silvery whirls she springs ; While merry as lay of morning lark The watery carol rings . Lo ! a sailing swan , with a little fleet A LITERARY LIFE . 53.
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... springs , And after our boat begins to fly With loudly - flapping wings . Gracefully , gracefully glides our bark , And the curling current stems , Where the willows cast their shadows dark , And the ripples gleam like gems ; Oh ...
... springs , And after our boat begins to fly With loudly - flapping wings . Gracefully , gracefully glides our bark , And the curling current stems , Where the willows cast their shadows dark , And the ripples gleam like gems ; Oh ...
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Mary Russell Mitford. The road it is rough , and the hearse has no springs , And hark to the dirge that the sad driver sings : - Rattle his bones over the stones ; He's only a pauper , whom nobody owns . Oh , where are the mourners ...
Mary Russell Mitford. The road it is rough , and the hearse has no springs , And hark to the dirge that the sad driver sings : - Rattle his bones over the stones ; He's only a pauper , whom nobody owns . Oh , where are the mourners ...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or Books, Places and People Mary Russell Mitford Visualização completa - 1858 |
Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People Mary Russell Mitford Visualização completa - 1852 |
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