Songs in Many KeysTicknor and Fields, 1862 - Всего страниц: 308 |
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... breasts , brave hearts , are better worth Than strains that sing the ravished echoes dumb . Hark ! ' t is the loud reverberating drum Rolls o'er the prairied West , the rock - bound North : The myriad - handed Future stretches forth Its ...
... breasts , brave hearts , are better worth Than strains that sing the ravished echoes dumb . Hark ! ' t is the loud reverberating drum Rolls o'er the prairied West , the rock - bound North : The myriad - handed Future stretches forth Its ...
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... breasts Against the crushing stone , That still the strong - armed clown protests No man can lift alone , O then the frozen spring was broke ; By turns she wept and smiled ; - " Sweet Agnes ! " so the mother spoke , " God bless my angel ...
... breasts Against the crushing stone , That still the strong - armed clown protests No man can lift alone , O then the frozen spring was broke ; By turns she wept and smiled ; - " Sweet Agnes ! " so the mother spoke , " God bless my angel ...
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... breast that trampling death could spare His noiseless shafts assail . He longs to change the heaven of blue For England's clouded sky , - To breathe the air his boyhood knew ; He seeks them but to die . - Hard by the terraced hill ...
... breast that trampling death could spare His noiseless shafts assail . He longs to change the heaven of blue For England's clouded sky , - To breathe the air his boyhood knew ; He seeks them but to die . - Hard by the terraced hill ...
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... breast Wakes us to life , and lulls us all to rest , How thy sweet features , kind to every clime , Mock with their smile the wrinkled front of time ! We stain thy flowers , they blossom o'er the dead ; ― We rend thy bosom , and it ...
... breast Wakes us to life , and lulls us all to rest , How thy sweet features , kind to every clime , Mock with their smile the wrinkled front of time ! We stain thy flowers , they blossom o'er the dead ; ― We rend thy bosom , and it ...
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... breast The frozen trophy torn from Winter's crest ; The violet , gazing on the arch of blue Till her own iris wears its deepened hue ; The spendthrift crocus , bursting through the mould Naked and shivering with his cup of gold ...
... breast The frozen trophy torn from Winter's crest ; The violet , gazing on the arch of blue Till her own iris wears its deepened hue ; The spendthrift crocus , bursting through the mould Naked and shivering with his cup of gold ...
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50 cents 63 cents 75 cents angel arms banner Behold beneath blue Books Publiſhed breast breath BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR bright burning Charles Kingsley cheek clasped Cloth cloud crimson crown dark dead dear dream earth Edition EDWIN OF DEIRA eyes faded fair falchion flame Flower of Liberty FUREIDIS gilt edge gleam glistening glory glow golden GOLDEN LEGEND grave green hand hear heart Heaven heavenly hills hour laugh leaves life's light lips living look Lord maidens moidore morning mother Nathaniel Hawthorne nurslings o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES peaceful plain POEMS rills rings roll rose round SAUTY shade shadows shine shore shore and sea sigh sing smile song soul spread spring story stream sweet little tale tears tell thee thine thou throbbing throne toil Toll the bell turn voice warm waves whisper wild wings word young youth