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" And if he be lost — but to save my soul, that is all your desire — Do you think that I care for my soul if my boy be gone to the fire? I have been with God in the... "
Macmillan's Magazine - Сторінка 232
1881
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Ballads and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1880 - 204 стор.
...go, you may leave me alone— You never have borne a child—you are just as hard as a stone. XVII. Madam, I beg your pardon ! I think that you mean to...Willy's voice in the wind— The snow and the sky so bright—he used but to call in the dark, And he calls to me now from the church and not from the gibbet—for...
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Living English poets [selections from their works].

English poets - 1883 - 364 стор.
...alone—- You never have borne a child—you are just as hard as a stone. Madam, I beg your pardon II think that you mean to be kind, But I cannot hear what you say for my Willy's voice The snow and the sky so bright—he used but to call in the dark, And he calls to me now from the church...
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Living English Poets: MDCCCLXXXII.

1883 - 378 стор.
...dark—go, go, you may leave me alone— You never have borne a child—you are just as hard as a stone. Madam, I beg your pardon ! I think that you mean to be kind, '"ut I cannot hear what you say for my Willy's voice in the wind— i The snow and the sky so bright—he...
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The works of Tennyson. Sch. ed, Том 4

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1884 - 194 стор.
...go, go, you may leave me alone — You never have borne a child — you are just as hard as a stone. Madam, I beg your pardon ! I think that you mean to...in the dark, And he calls to me now from the church 142 143 Hay — you can hear it yourself — it is coming — shaking the walls — "Willy— the moon's...
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The Poetical Works

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1884 - 412 стор.
...may leave me alone — You never have borne a child— you are jast as hard as a stone. I VII. Mndam, I beg your pardon ! I think that you mean to be kind, But I cannot hear what you eay for my Willy's voice in the wind— The snow and the sky so bright — he used bat to call in the...
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The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1886 - 694 стор.
...you may leave me alone — You never have borne a child — you are just as hard as a stone. XVII. Madam, I beg your pardon ! I think that you mean to be kind, But I cannot hear what you say for ray Willy's voice in the wind — The snow and the sky so bright — he used but to call in the dark,...
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The Complete Works of Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1887 - 508 стор.
...go, you may leave me alone — You never have borne a child — you aro just ad hard as a stone. xvn. Madam, I beg your pardon ! I think that you mean to be kind. But I cannot hear what yon say for my Willy's voice in the wind — Tho snow and the sky so bright— he nsed but to call...
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Miscellaneous poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1893 - 356 стор.
...you may leave me alone — ITou never have borne a child — you are just as hard as a stone. XVII. Madam, I beg your pardon ! I think that you mean to be kind, I !ut I cannot hear what you say for my Willy's voice in tho wind — Ihe snow and the sky so bright...
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The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Том 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 922 стор.
...go, go, you may leave me alone — You never have borne a child — you are just as hard as a stone. Madam, I beg your pardon ! I think that you mean to...in the dark, And he calls to me now from the church Nay — you can hear it yourself — it is coming — -shaking the walls — Willy — the moon's in...
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Tennyson, His Art and Relation to Modern Life

Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1894 - 504 стор.
...son — and a vast cry, the cry of her son's love, comes to her, shaking the walls, out of eternity : But I cannot hear what you say for my Willy's voice...the church and not from the gibbet— for hark ! Nay — yon can hear it yourself — it is coming — shaking the wallsWilly — the moon's in a cloud...
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