The Book of Georgian VerseWilliam Stanley Braithwaite Duckworth, 1914 - 1313 стор. |
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... tree ! My love is dead , Gone to his death - bed , All under the willow - tree . Hark ! the raven flaps his wing In the brier'd dell below ; Hark ! the death - owl loud doth sing To the nightmares , as they go : My love is dead , Gone ...
... tree ! My love is dead , Gone to his death - bed , All under the willow - tree . Hark ! the raven flaps his wing In the brier'd dell below ; Hark ! the death - owl loud doth sing To the nightmares , as they go : My love is dead , Gone ...
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... Tree ROWAN tree , O rowan tree ! thou'lt aye be dear to me ! Intwined thou art wi ' mony ties o ' hame and infancy . Thy leaves were aye the first o ' spring , thy flowers the simmer's pride ; There wasna sic a bonnie tree in a ' the ...
... Tree ROWAN tree , O rowan tree ! thou'lt aye be dear to me ! Intwined thou art wi ' mony ties o ' hame and infancy . Thy leaves were aye the first o ' spring , thy flowers the simmer's pride ; There wasna sic a bonnie tree in a ' the ...
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... Tree ? So serious should my youth appear among The thoughtless throng , So would I seem among the young and gay More grave than they , That in my age as cheerful I might be As the green winter of the Holly Tree . R. Southey In a Drear ...
... Tree ? So serious should my youth appear among The thoughtless throng , So would I seem among the young and gay More grave than they , That in my age as cheerful I might be As the green winter of the Holly Tree . R. Southey In a Drear ...
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