The New Golden Treasury of English VerseEdward Leeson Macmillan, 1980 - 506 oldal |
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76. oldal
... earth and sea : Seeing my flesh must die so soon , And want a head to dine next noon , Just at the stroke when my veins start and spread Set on my soul an everlasting head . Then am I ready like a palmer fit , To tread those blest paths ...
... earth and sea : Seeing my flesh must die so soon , And want a head to dine next noon , Just at the stroke when my veins start and spread Set on my soul an everlasting head . Then am I ready like a palmer fit , To tread those blest paths ...
294. oldal
... earth . Now , while the birds thus sing a joyous song , And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound , To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely utterance gave that thought relief , And I again am strong : The ...
... earth . Now , while the birds thus sing a joyous song , And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound , To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely utterance gave that thought relief , And I again am strong : The ...
451. oldal
... earth - brown , earth - golden from the burning bowels of the earth On the day of Sicilian July , with Etna smoking . The voice of my education said to me He must be killed , For in Sicily the black , black snakes are innocent , the ...
... earth - brown , earth - golden from the burning bowels of the earth On the day of Sicilian July , with Etna smoking . The voice of my education said to me He must be killed , For in Sicily the black , black snakes are innocent , the ...
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