The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth CenturyCarey & Hart, 1845 - 504 sider |
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... turn'd round , walks on , And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread . " But soon there breathed a wind on me , Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea , In ripple or in ...
... turn'd round , walks on , And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread . " But soon there breathed a wind on me , Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea , In ripple or in ...
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... turn'd to golden as the light wind threw Their clusters in the western golden glare . Yet was her blue eye dim , for tears were standing there . He look'd upon her , and her hurried gaze Sought from his glance sweet refuge on the ground ...
... turn'd to golden as the light wind threw Their clusters in the western golden glare . Yet was her blue eye dim , for tears were standing there . He look'd upon her , and her hurried gaze Sought from his glance sweet refuge on the ground ...
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... turn'd back in dread : And , white with fear and hatred , Scowl'd at the narrow way Where , wallowing in a pool of blood , The bravest Tuscans lay . But meanwhile axe and lever Have manfully been plied , And now the bridge hangs ...
... turn'd back in dread : And , white with fear and hatred , Scowl'd at the narrow way Where , wallowing in a pool of blood , The bravest Tuscans lay . But meanwhile axe and lever Have manfully been plied , And now the bridge hangs ...
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GEORGE CRABBE | 17 |
JOANNA BAILLIE | 73 |
The Widow to her HourGlass | 80 |
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