The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageOxford University Press, 1921 - Всего страниц: 496 |
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... comes frozen home in pail ; When blood is nipt , and ways be foul , Then nightly sings the staring owl Tu - whit ! To - who ! A merry note ! While greasy Joan doth keel the pot . When all about the wind doth blow , And coughing drowns ...
... comes frozen home in pail ; When blood is nipt , and ways be foul , Then nightly sings the staring owl Tu - whit ! To - who ! A merry note ! While greasy Joan doth keel the pot . When all about the wind doth blow , And coughing drowns ...
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... Comes home again , on better judgment making . Thus have I had thee as a dream doth flatter , In sleep , a king ; but waking , no such matter . W. Shakespear XLIII THE LIFE WITHOUT PASSION They that have power to hurt , and will do none ...
... Comes home again , on better judgment making . Thus have I had thee as a dream doth flatter , In sleep , a king ; but waking , no such matter . W. Shakespear XLIII THE LIFE WITHOUT PASSION They that have power to hurt , and will do none ...
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Francis Turner Palgrave. Follow her , while yet her glory shineth ! There comes a luckless night That will dim all her light ; -And this the black unhappy shade divineth . Follow still , since so thy fates ordainéd ! The sun must have ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. Follow her , while yet her glory shineth ! There comes a luckless night That will dim all her light ; -And this the black unhappy shade divineth . Follow still , since so thy fates ordainéd ! The sun must have ...
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Francis Turner Palgrave. LVII A SWEET LULLABY Come little babe , come silly soul , Thy father's shame , thy mother's grier , Born as I doubt to all our dole , And to thy self unhappy chief : Sing Lullaby and lap it warm , Poor soul that ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. LVII A SWEET LULLABY Come little babe , come silly soul , Thy father's shame , thy mother's grier , Born as I doubt to all our dole , And to thy self unhappy chief : Sing Lullaby and lap it warm , Poor soul that ...
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... come . W. Drummond LXII DIRGE OF LOVE Come away , come away , Death , And in sad cypres let me be laid ; Fly away , fly away , breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid . My shroud of white , stuck all with yew , 38 BOOK LXI ...
... come . W. Drummond LXII DIRGE OF LOVE Come away , come away , Death , And in sad cypres let me be laid ; Fly away , fly away , breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid . My shroud of white , stuck all with yew , 38 BOOK LXI ...
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