The Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyRobert Aris Willmott F. Warne, 1869 - Всего страниц: 620 |
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... look'd dismay'd ; Shame knew him not , he dreaded no disgrace ; Truth , simple truth , was written in his face : Yet while the serious thought his soul approv'd , Cheerful he seem'd , and gentleness he lov'd ; To bliss domestic he his ...
... look'd dismay'd ; Shame knew him not , he dreaded no disgrace ; Truth , simple truth , was written in his face : Yet while the serious thought his soul approv'd , Cheerful he seem'd , and gentleness he lov'd ; To bliss domestic he his ...
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... look'd upon all dreadful things ; And when the earth yawns , and the hell - blast sounds I'll bide the trooping of unearthly steps , With stiff , clench'd , terrible strength Hugh . A murd'rer is a guiltless wretch to me . Hart . Be ...
... look'd upon all dreadful things ; And when the earth yawns , and the hell - blast sounds I'll bide the trooping of unearthly steps , With stiff , clench'd , terrible strength Hugh . A murd'rer is a guiltless wretch to me . Hart . Be ...
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... Look'd lordly forth with many - window'd ken , - A land of trees , which , reaching round about , In shady blessing stretch'd their old arms out , With spots of sunny opening , and with nooks To lie and read in , sloping into brooks ...
... Look'd lordly forth with many - window'd ken , - A land of trees , which , reaching round about , In shady blessing stretch'd their old arms out , With spots of sunny opening , and with nooks To lie and read in , sloping into brooks ...
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