Six Centuries of Great Poetry, 2033. kötetRobert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine Dell Publishing Company, 1973 - 544 oldal |
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441. oldal
... fields and distant Wychwood bowers , And thine eyes resting on the moonlit stream : And then they land , and thou art seen no more . Maidens who from the distant hamlets come To dance around the Fyfield elm in May , Oft through the ...
... fields and distant Wychwood bowers , And thine eyes resting on the moonlit stream : And then they land , and thou art seen no more . Maidens who from the distant hamlets come To dance around the Fyfield elm in May , Oft through the ...
459. oldal
... fields that lessen , the rocks that shrink , Here now in his triumph where all things falter , Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread , As a god self - slain on his own strange altar , Death lies dead . WILFRID SCAWEN ...
... fields that lessen , the rocks that shrink , Here now in his triumph where all things falter , Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread , As a god self - slain on his own strange altar , Death lies dead . WILFRID SCAWEN ...
521. oldal
Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine. She fares in the stark immortal Fields of death ; I in these goodly , frozen Fields beneath . Something in me remembers And will not forget . The stream of my life in the darkness Deathward set ! And ...
Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine. She fares in the stark immortal Fields of death ; I in these goodly , frozen Fields beneath . Something in me remembers And will not forget . The stream of my life in the darkness Deathward set ! And ...
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Six Centuries of Great Poetry: A Stunning Collection of Classic British ... Robert Penn Warren,Albert Erskine Korlátozott előnézet - 1992 |
Six Centuries of Great Poetry: A Stunning Collection of Classic British ... Robert Penn Warren,Albert Erskine Nincs elérhető előnézet - 1992 |
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