A Pageant of English VerseLongmans, Green, 1949 - 434 стор. |
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... rise , Says , ' Haste , and come to me ! ' O Helen fair ! O Helen chaste ! If I were with thee , I'd be blest , Where thou lies low , and taks thy rest , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish my grave were growing green , A winding - sheet ...
... rise , Says , ' Haste , and come to me ! ' O Helen fair ! O Helen chaste ! If I were with thee , I'd be blest , Where thou lies low , and taks thy rest , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish my grave were growing green , A winding - sheet ...
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... rise smiling When fair at even he sets ? Rest you then , rest , sad eyes , Melt not in weeping , While she lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies Sleeping . John Dowland's Third and Last Book of Songs , 1603 Sister , Awake ! Sister ...
... rise smiling When fair at even he sets ? Rest you then , rest , sad eyes , Melt not in weeping , While she lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies Sleeping . John Dowland's Third and Last Book of Songs , 1603 Sister , Awake ! Sister ...
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... rise , or fear to fall : Lord of himself , though not of lands , And having nothing , yet hath all . On his Mistress , the Queen of Bohemia You meaner Beauties of the Night , That poorly satisfie our Eyes More by your number , than your ...
... rise , or fear to fall : Lord of himself , though not of lands , And having nothing , yet hath all . On his Mistress , the Queen of Bohemia You meaner Beauties of the Night , That poorly satisfie our Eyes More by your number , than your ...
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