Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Том 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 стор. |
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... tears " of the primrose indicate that it has been brought forth from sorrow . This is neither true to the fact , nor true to the imagination . WHY HY do ye weep , sweet babes ? Can tears Speak grief in you , Who were but born Just as ...
... tears " of the primrose indicate that it has been brought forth from sorrow . This is neither true to the fact , nor true to the imagination . WHY HY do ye weep , sweet babes ? Can tears Speak grief in you , Who were but born Just as ...
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... tear " , is of course " a lift " -with improve- ment - from Shirley's , " If thy face move not , let thy eyes express Some rhetoric of thy tears to make him stay The Leper Cleansed EAR , Lord , hear The rhetoric of a tear . Hear , hear ...
... tear " , is of course " a lift " -with improve- ment - from Shirley's , " If thy face move not , let thy eyes express Some rhetoric of thy tears to make him stay The Leper Cleansed EAR , Lord , hear The rhetoric of a tear . Hear , hear ...
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... tears a shower : This precious ointment forth I'll pour . I'll ' noint , wash , wipe , kiss , wash , wipe , weep ; My tears , Lord , in thy bottle keep , Lest flames of lust and fond desire , Kindle fresh fuel for thine ire , Which tears ...
... tears a shower : This precious ointment forth I'll pour . I'll ' noint , wash , wipe , kiss , wash , wipe , weep ; My tears , Lord , in thy bottle keep , Lest flames of lust and fond desire , Kindle fresh fuel for thine ire , Which tears ...
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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