Immortal VerseEdgar Simmons Buchanan, Philip Hanson Hiss Priv. print., 1929 - Всего страниц: 279 |
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... HEAVEN'S GATE SINGS Hark ! Hark ! The lark at heaven's gate sings , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies ; And winking Mary - buds begin To ope their golden eyes ; With everything ...
... HEAVEN'S GATE SINGS Hark ! Hark ! The lark at heaven's gate sings , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies ; And winking Mary - buds begin To ope their golden eyes ; With everything ...
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... heaven , In the broad day - light Thou art unseen , but yet I hear thy shrill delight . Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere , Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear , Until we hardly see , we feel that it is there ...
... heaven , In the broad day - light Thou art unseen , but yet I hear thy shrill delight . Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere , Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear , Until we hardly see , we feel that it is there ...
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... heaven seem best ? Now , heaven and she are beyond this ride . And yet she has not spoke so long ! What if heaven be that , fair and strong At life's best , with our eyes upturn'd Whither life's flower is first discern'd , We , fix'd so ...
... heaven seem best ? Now , heaven and she are beyond this ride . And yet she has not spoke so long ! What if heaven be that , fair and strong At life's best , with our eyes upturn'd Whither life's flower is first discern'd , We , fix'd so ...
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