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Farewell , all pleasures , sports , and joys ( Never till now esteemed toys ) ; Farewell , whatever dear may be , Mother's arms or father's knee ! Farewell , house , and farewell , home ! She's for the Moors , and martyrdom .
Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms burd Helen dropt , And died to succour me ! buried not : sore O think na ye my heart was sair , When my love dropt down and spak nae ...
And I have known the arms already , known them all – Arms that are braceleted and white and bare ( But in the lamplight , downed with light brown hair ! ) Is it perfume from a dress That makes me so digress ? Arms that lie along a table ...
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A wonderful collection of English poems through the ages. However, the five star rating is given mainly for its influence on myself as it introduced me to English verse and the great poets. Teljes értékelés elolvasása
Mine own John Poyntz since ye delight to know
Alas so all things now do hold their peace
Edmund Spenser ?155299
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