Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Том 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 стор. |
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" O lady , he is dead and gone ! Lady , he's dead and gone ! And at his head a green grass turf , And at his heels a stone . " Within these holy cloisters long He languished , and he died , Lamenting of a lady's love , And ' plaining of ...
" O lady , he is dead and gone ! Lady , he's dead and gone ! And at his head a green grass turf , And at his heels a stone . " Within these holy cloisters long He languished , and he died , Lamenting of a lady's love , And ' plaining of ...
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... dead , Gone to his death - bed All under the willow - tree . See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true - love's shroud : Whiter than the morning sky , Whiter than the evening cloud : My love is dead , Gone to his death ...
... dead , Gone to his death - bed All under the willow - tree . See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true - love's shroud : Whiter than the morning sky , Whiter than the evening cloud : My love is dead , Gone to his death ...
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... dead did lie ; And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on , and so did I. I looked upon the rotting sea , And drew my eyes away : I looked upon the rotting deck , And there the dead men lay . I looked to heaven , and tried to pray ...
... dead did lie ; And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on , and so did I. I looked upon the rotting sea , And drew my eyes away : I looked upon the rotting deck , And there the dead men lay . I looked to heaven , and tried to pray ...
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