Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Том 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - Всего страниц: 3198 |
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... head , The glow - worm lights us home to bed . On tops of dewy grass , So nimbly do we pass , The young and tender stalk Never bends when we do walk ; Yet in the morning may be seen Where we , the night before , have been . COUNTESS OF ...
... head , The glow - worm lights us home to bed . On tops of dewy grass , So nimbly do we pass , The young and tender stalk Never bends when we do walk ; Yet in the morning may be seen Where we , the night before , have been . COUNTESS OF ...
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... head with roses dight . 3 " An alms , Sir Priest ! " the drooping pilgrim said , " O let me wait within your convent - door Till the sun shineth high above our head And the loud tempest of the air is o'er . Helpless and old am I , alas ...
... head with roses dight . 3 " An alms , Sir Priest ! " the drooping pilgrim said , " O let me wait within your convent - door Till the sun shineth high above our head And the loud tempest of the air is o'er . Helpless and old am I , alas ...
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... head , And with a natural sigh , " Tis some poor fellow's skull , ' said he , ' Who fell in the great victory . ' I find them in the garden , For there's many here about ; And often when I go to plough , The ploughshare turns them out ...
... head , And with a natural sigh , " Tis some poor fellow's skull , ' said he , ' Who fell in the great victory . ' I find them in the garden , For there's many here about ; And often when I go to plough , The ploughshare turns them out ...
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