Six Centuries of Great Poetry, 2033. kötetRobert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine Dell Publishing Company, 1973 - 544 oldal |
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96. oldal
... play of passion , Our mirth the music of division . Our mothers ' wombs the tiring - houses be , Where we are ... play is done . Thus march we , playing , to our latest rest , Only we die in earnest , that ' s no jest . Epitaph Even such ...
... play of passion , Our mirth the music of division . Our mothers ' wombs the tiring - houses be , Where we are ... play is done . Thus march we , playing , to our latest rest , Only we die in earnest , that ' s no jest . Epitaph Even such ...
316. oldal
... play , and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies . " " No , no , let us play , for it is yet day And we cannot go to sleep ; Besides , in the sky the little birds fly And the hills are all covered with sheep . " " Well ...
... play , and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies . " " No , no , let us play , for it is yet day And we cannot go to sleep ; Besides , in the sky the little birds fly And the hills are all covered with sheep . " " Well ...
353. oldal
... play , Came to the mariners ' hollo ! In mist or cloud , on mast or shroud , It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the night , through fog - smoke white , Glimmered the white moon - shine . " " God save thee , ancient Mariner ! From ...
... play , Came to the mariners ' hollo ! In mist or cloud , on mast or shroud , It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the night , through fog - smoke white , Glimmered the white moon - shine . " " God save thee , ancient Mariner ! From ...
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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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A. E. HOUSMAN auld lang syne Barbara Allen beauty behold birds blood breast breath bright clouds cold Colour-Sergeant Danny Deever dark dead dear death delight dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear fire flowers friends glory Golden Slumbers gone grave green hand hath hear heart heaven hill hour king kiss ladies leave light live look Lord Lord Randal love's lovers lullaby lute Lycidas mind moon morn mother mourn never night o'er pain pleasure rest rose round sail shade shadows shine sigh sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song Sonnet soul sound spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought Timor mortis conturbat tree unto Vexilla regis voice vrom walk wawking weary weep wild wind wings youth