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... shade nie shent , And aftir that within a litil throw The wind began so sturdily to blow That down goth all the flowris everichone , So that in all the mede there laft not one , Save such as succoured were among the leves Fro every ...
... shade nie shent , And aftir that within a litil throw The wind began so sturdily to blow That down goth all the flowris everichone , So that in all the mede there laft not one , Save such as succoured were among the leves Fro every ...
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... shade my lovely light , And robbing me of the sweet sun's sight ? So beat his old boughs my tender side , That oft the blood springeth from wounds wide , Untimely my flowers forced to fall , That been the honour of your coronal ; And ...
... shade my lovely light , And robbing me of the sweet sun's sight ? So beat his old boughs my tender side , That oft the blood springeth from wounds wide , Untimely my flowers forced to fall , That been the honour of your coronal ; And ...
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... shades of love . Can such delights be in the street , And open fields , and we not see ' t ? Come , we'll abroad , and let's obey The proclamation made for May : And sin no more , as we have done , by staying , But , my Corinna , come ...
... shades of love . Can such delights be in the street , And open fields , and we not see ' t ? Come , we'll abroad , and let's obey The proclamation made for May : And sin no more , as we have done , by staying , But , my Corinna , come ...
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... shade ; All love , all liking , all delight , Lies drown'd with us in endless night . Then , while time serves , and we are but decaying , Come , my Corinna , come , let's go a Maying . T MUSIC'S DUEL . NOW westward Sol had spent the TO ...
... shade ; All love , all liking , all delight , Lies drown'd with us in endless night . Then , while time serves , and we are but decaying , Come , my Corinna , come , let's go a Maying . T MUSIC'S DUEL . NOW westward Sol had spent the TO ...
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... shades embower'd , Excels his mother at her mighty art , Offering to every weary traveller His orient liquor in a crystal glass , To quench the drought of Phoebus ; which as they taste ( For most do taste , through fond intemperate ...
... shades embower'd , Excels his mother at her mighty art , Offering to every weary traveller His orient liquor in a crystal glass , To quench the drought of Phoebus ; which as they taste ( For most do taste , through fond intemperate ...
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Стр. 355 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Стр. 194 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Стр. 341 - The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ; But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die. The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide : Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside...
Стр. 42 - Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
Стр. 164 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And Desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain.
Стр. 170 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Стр. 354 - And now, all in my own countree, I stood on the firm land! The Hermit stepped forth from the boat, And scarcely he could stand. 'O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!' The Hermit crossed his brow. 'Say quick,' quoth he, 'I bid thee say — What manner of man art thou?
Стр. 165 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Стр. 171 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place: The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
Стр. 44 - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.