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Welcome , folded arms , and fixed eyes , A sigh that piercing mortifies , A look that's fastened to the ground , A tongue chained up without a sound ! Fountain - heads , and pathless groves , Places which pale passion loves !
Welcome , folded arms , and fixed eyes , A sigh that piercing mortifies , A look that's fastened to the ground , A tongue chained up without a sound ! Fountain - heads , and pathless groves , Places which pale passion loves !
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Oh ! may that sound be rooted in my mind , Of which in him such strong effect I find . Dear Lord , receive my son , whose winning love To me was like a friendship , far above The course of nature , or his tender age ; 15 Whose looks ...
Oh ! may that sound be rooted in my mind , Of which in him such strong effect I find . Dear Lord , receive my son , whose winning love To me was like a friendship , far above The course of nature , or his tender age ; 15 Whose looks ...
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Thy gardens and thy gallant walks Continually are green ; There grow such sweet and pleasant flowers As nowhere else are seen . 45 50 Quite through the streets , with silver sound , The of English Poetry . 55.
Thy gardens and thy gallant walks Continually are green ; There grow such sweet and pleasant flowers As nowhere else are seen . 45 50 Quite through the streets , with silver sound , The of English Poetry . 55.
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Quite through the streets , with silver sound , The flood of Life doth flow ; Upon whose banks on every side The wood of Life doth grow . 55 There trees for evermore bear fruit , And evermore do spring ; There evermore the angels sit ...
Quite through the streets , with silver sound , The flood of Life doth flow ; Upon whose banks on every side The wood of Life doth grow . 55 There trees for evermore bear fruit , And evermore do spring ; There evermore the angels sit ...
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Our name , while virtue thus we tender , Will sweetly sound where'er ' tis spoke ; And all the great ones , they shall wonder How they respect such little folk . What though from fortune's lavish bounty No mighty treasures we possess ...
Our name , while virtue thus we tender , Will sweetly sound where'er ' tis spoke ; And all the great ones , they shall wonder How they respect such little folk . What though from fortune's lavish bounty No mighty treasures we possess ...
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| Название | A Household Book of English Poetry |
| Автор | Richard Chenevix Trench |
| составитель: | Richard Chenevix Trench |
| Издатель | Macmillan, 1868 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Висконсинский университет (г. Мэдисон) |
| Оцифровано | 1 дек 2010 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 430 |
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