Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Том 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - Всего страниц: 3198 |
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... morn . Fair laughs the morn , and soft the zephyr blows , While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes ; Youth on the prow , and Pleasure at the helm ; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway ...
... morn . Fair laughs the morn , and soft the zephyr blows , While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes ; Youth on the prow , and Pleasure at the helm ; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway ...
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... morn in June ; And sae I flourish'd on the morn , And sae was pu'd or'1 noon . Wi ' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose Upon its thorny tree ; But my fause luver staw my rose , And left the thorn wi ' me . 1 or ' ] ere . 2 staw ] stole . A Ae ...
... morn in June ; And sae I flourish'd on the morn , And sae was pu'd or'1 noon . Wi ' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose Upon its thorny tree ; But my fause luver staw my rose , And left the thorn wi ' me . 1 or ' ] ere . 2 staw ] stole . A Ae ...
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With his morning - winged feet , Whose bright print is gleaming yet ; And the red and golden vines , Piercing with ... morn ( Which like wingèd winds had borne To that silent isle , which lies Mid remembered agonies , The frail bark of ...
With his morning - winged feet , Whose bright print is gleaming yet ; And the red and golden vines , Piercing with ... morn ( Which like wingèd winds had borne To that silent isle , which lies Mid remembered agonies , The frail bark of ...
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angel arms auld beauty beneath bird breath bright child clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ENGLAND eyes face fair fall fame fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green hand happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour lady land leaves light lines live look Lord loud mind moon morn move nature never night o'er once pain pass pleasure poem poet poetry poor pride rest rise rose round seemed shade silent sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring star stood strange sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought Till turned twas verse voice waves wild wind wings woods young youth