 | جهان ال سادات - 1982 - 440 стор.
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 | Oscar George Sonneck - 1923 - 648 стор.
...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes... | |
 | Daniel Albright - 1985 - 296 стор.
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 | Loy D. Martin - 1985 - 312 стор.
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 | Elmar Dod - 1985 - 532 стор.
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 | Gerry Cotter - 1988 - 376 стор.
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 | Antony Easthope - 1989 - 240 стор.
...deflowered, Till the scent it gives 55 Makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-winged thieves: Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was 60 Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass: Teach us, Sprite or Bird, What sweet thoughts... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 стор.
...much sweet those heavy-winged thieves: Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakening flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and...thy music doth surpass: Teach us, Sprite or Bird, I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus Hymeneal,... | |
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Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture of divine. 
