American Poems (1625-1892)Walter Cochrane Bronson University of Chicago Press, 1912 - 669 стор. |
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... soft - fleec'd Lambs Do jump and play before their feeding Dams , The tender tops of budding grass they crop , They joy in what they have but more in hope ; For though the frost hath lost his binding power , Yet many a fleece of snow ...
... soft - fleec'd Lambs Do jump and play before their feeding Dams , The tender tops of budding grass they crop , They joy in what they have but more in hope ; For though the frost hath lost his binding power , Yet many a fleece of snow ...
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... soft That myrie steps have troden oft , Blesses himself to think upon 40 1678 . 5 his dangers past and travailes done ; The burning sun no more shall heat , Nor stormy raines on him shall beat ; The bryars and thornes no more shall ...
... soft That myrie steps have troden oft , Blesses himself to think upon 40 1678 . 5 his dangers past and travailes done ; The burning sun no more shall heat , Nor stormy raines on him shall beat ; The bryars and thornes no more shall ...
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... soft Slumbers to my Eyes . Fierce Ethon , courser of the Sun , Had half his Race exactly run , And breath'd on me a fiery Ray , Darting hot Beams , the following Day , When , snug in Blanket white , I lay ; But Heat and Chinces rais'd ...
... soft Slumbers to my Eyes . Fierce Ethon , courser of the Sun , Had half his Race exactly run , And breath'd on me a fiery Ray , Darting hot Beams , the following Day , When , snug in Blanket white , I lay ; But Heat and Chinces rais'd ...
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... soft Retreat , View the fair Prospects , round the Gardens rove , Bend up the Hill and search the lonely Grove . But ah , no more his Voice salutes my Ear , Nor in his Hands the blushing Fruits appear ; Yet is his Image in each Scene ...
... soft Retreat , View the fair Prospects , round the Gardens rove , Bend up the Hill and search the lonely Grove . But ah , no more his Voice salutes my Ear , Nor in his Hands the blushing Fruits appear ; Yet is his Image in each Scene ...
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... Soft by a bubbling fountain was I laid , And o'er my head the spreading branches play'd , When gentle slumber stole upon my eyes , And busy Fiction bid this vision rise . Methought I , pensive , unattended , stood , Wrapt in the horrors ...
... Soft by a bubbling fountain was I laid , And o'er my head the spreading branches play'd , When gentle slumber stole upon my eyes , And busy Fiction bid this vision rise . Methought I , pensive , unattended , stood , Wrapt in the horrors ...
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