Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Том 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 стор. |
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... Spirit , comfort me ! * When the artless doctor sees No one hope , but of his fees , And his skill runs on the lees , Sweet Spirit , comfort me ! When his potion and his pill , His , or none , or little skill , Meet for nothing but to ...
... Spirit , comfort me ! * When the artless doctor sees No one hope , but of his fees , And his skill runs on the lees , Sweet Spirit , comfort me ! When his potion and his pill , His , or none , or little skill , Meet for nothing but to ...
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... Spirit's fel- low - demons , the invisible inhabitants of the element , take part in his wrong ; and two of them relate , one to the other , that penance long and heavy for the ancient Mariner hath been accorded to the Polar Spirit ...
... Spirit's fel- low - demons , the invisible inhabitants of the element , take part in his wrong ; and two of them relate , one to the other , that penance long and heavy for the ancient Mariner hath been accorded to the Polar Spirit ...
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... Spirit fierce , My spirit ! Be thou me , impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe , Like withered leaves , to quicken a new birth ; And , by the incantation of this verse , Scatter , as from an unextinguished hearth ...
... Spirit fierce , My spirit ! Be thou me , impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe , Like withered leaves , to quicken a new birth ; And , by the incantation of this verse , Scatter , as from an unextinguished hearth ...
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angel arms auld beauty beneath bird breath bright child clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ENGLAND eyes face fair fall fame fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green hand happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour lady land leaves light lines live look Lord loud mind moon morn move nature never night o'er once pain pass pleasure poem poet poetry poor pride rest rise rose round seemed shade silent sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring star stood strange sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought Till turned twas verse voice waves wild wind wings woods young youth