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" No Spectre greets me, — no vain Shadow this; Come, blooming Hero, place thee by my side! Give, on this well-known couch, one nuptial kiss To me, this day, a second time thy bride! "
The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth - Side 215
af William Wordsworth - 1820 - 328 sider
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From Milton to Tennyson: Masterpieces of English Poetry

Louis Du Pont Syle - 1894 - 496 sider
...To me, this day, a second time thy bride ! " Jove frowned in heaven : the conscious Parcae threw 65 Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue. "This visage tells thee that my doom is past: Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys Of sense were able to return as fast And surely...
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The Laureates of England, from Ben Jonson to Alfred Tennyson

Kenyon West - 1895 - 614 sider
...nuptial kiss To me, this day a second time thy bride ! " Jove frowned in heaven : the conscious Parcas threw Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue. " This visage tells thee that my doom is past : Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys Of sense were able lo return as fast And surely...
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The Laureates of England: Ben Jonson to Alfred Tennyson

Kenyon West - 1895 - 588 sider
...nuptial kiss To me, this day a second time thy bride! " Jove frowned in heaven : the conscious Parcas threw Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue. " This visage tells thee that my doom is past: Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys Of sense were able to return as fast And surely...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Bind 6

William Wordsworth - 1896 - 428 sider
...side ! Give, on this well known couch, one nuptial kiss To me, this day, a second time thy bride ! " Jove frowned in heaven : the conscious Parcae threw Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue. 66 " This visage tells thee that my doom is past : Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Bind 6

William Wordsworth - 1896 - 426 sider
..."This visage tells thee that my doom is past: Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys 2 Of sense were able to return as fast And surely as they vanish. Earth destroys 70 Those raptures duly—Erebus disdains : Calm pleasures there abide—majestic pains. " Be taught,...
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Selections from Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1897 - 284 sider
...olaJano, A*"*te. u^" This visage tells thee that my doom is past : Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys Of sense were able to return as fast And surely as they vanish. Earth destroys .70 _Those raptures duly— Erebus disdains : QlJ^td*. \ Mt**-*^ • Calm pleasures there abide—...
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Poems

William Wordsworth - 1897 - 648 sider
...Stygian hue. " This visage tells thee that my doom is past : Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys Of sense were able to return as fast And surely as they vanish. Earth destroys 7° Those raptures duly — Erebus disdains : Calm pleasures there abide — majestic pains. " Be taught,...
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Selections

William Wordsworth - 1897 - 350 sider
...nuptial kiss To me, this day, a second time thy bride ! " Jove frowned in heaven ; the conscious Faroe threw Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue. "This visage tells thee that my doom is past : Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys 1 66 Of sense were able to return as fast And...
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Wordsworth

William Wordsworth, Andrew Lang - 1897 - 342 sider
...nuptial kiss To me, this day, a second time thy bride ! " Jove frowned in heaven ; the conscious Parcse threw Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue. "This visage tells thee that my doom is past : Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys Of sense were able to return as fast And surely...
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The Revival of English Poetry in the Nineteenth Century: Selections from ...

Elinor Mead Buckingham - 1897 - 356 sider
...nuptial kiss To me, this day, a second time thy bride! " Jove frowned in heaven: the conscious Parca? threw Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue. " This visage tells thee that my doom is past: Nor should the change be mourned, even if the joys Of sense were able to return as fast And surely...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog




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