Immortal VerseEdgar Simmons Buchanan, Philip Hanson Hiss Priv. print., 1929 - Всего страниц: 279 |
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... thine eyes , " spells the high - water mark of song - writing . Some of his short epitaphs , viz . , those on the Countess of Pembroke and on an unknown Elizabeth , have a verse quality that cannot be recaptured . Like his namesake Dr ...
... thine eyes , " spells the high - water mark of song - writing . Some of his short epitaphs , viz . , those on the Countess of Pembroke and on an unknown Elizabeth , have a verse quality that cannot be recaptured . Like his namesake Dr ...
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... thine : I have never heard , Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine . Chorus Hymeneal , Or triumphal chaunt , Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt , A thing wherein we feel there is some ...
... thine : I have never heard , Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine . Chorus Hymeneal , Or triumphal chaunt , Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt , A thing wherein we feel there is some ...
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... Thine individual being , shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements , To be a brother to the insensible rock , And , to the sluggish clod , which the rude swain Turns with his share , and treads upon . The oak Shall send his roots ...
... Thine individual being , shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements , To be a brother to the insensible rock , And , to the sluggish clod , which the rude swain Turns with his share , and treads upon . The oak Shall send his roots ...
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