The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth CenturyCarey & Hart, 1845 - 504 sider |
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... gaze upon the sky ; For then I deem'd the heavenly light Shone sweetly on thy pensive eye ; And oft I thought at Cynthia's noon , When sailing o'er the Egean wave , " Now Thyrza gazes on that moon- " Alas , it gleam'd upon her grave ...
... gaze upon the sky ; For then I deem'd the heavenly light Shone sweetly on thy pensive eye ; And oft I thought at Cynthia's noon , When sailing o'er the Egean wave , " Now Thyrza gazes on that moon- " Alas , it gleam'd upon her grave ...
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... gaze Upon his smiling face , Still mark his little winning ways , His every infant grace : I listen for his airy tread , His voice I turn to hear , Nor knew I , till their sounds had fled , That he was half so dear . Each scene he loved ...
... gaze Upon his smiling face , Still mark his little winning ways , His every infant grace : I listen for his airy tread , His voice I turn to hear , Nor knew I , till their sounds had fled , That he was half so dear . Each scene he loved ...
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... gaze , While calm he gazed , as if to learn Who chief deserved his praise . Loud Guthrum spake . Nay , gaze not thus Thou harper weak and poor ! By Thor ! who bandy looks with us , Must worse than looks endure . Sing high the praise of ...
... gaze , While calm he gazed , as if to learn Who chief deserved his praise . Loud Guthrum spake . Nay , gaze not thus Thou harper weak and poor ! By Thor ! who bandy looks with us , Must worse than looks endure . Sing high the praise of ...
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GEORGE CRABBE | 17 |
JOANNA BAILLIE | 73 |
The Widow to her HourGlass | 80 |
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