Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's...
Select specimens of the English poets, ed. by A. De Vere - Сторінка 44
редактори - 1858
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