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549. oldal
Spring and All 5 By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast - a cold wind . Beyond , the waste of broad , muddy fields brown with dried weeds , standing and fallen patches ...
Spring and All 5 By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast - a cold wind . Beyond , the waste of broad , muddy fields brown with dried weeds , standing and fallen patches ...
662. oldal
Thou happiness , Thou ghostly promise , to thee I confess Neither in thine nor love's nor in that form Disquiet hints at have I yet been warm ; And if I rest not till I rest in thee Cold as thy grace , whose hand shall comfort me ?
Thou happiness , Thou ghostly promise , to thee I confess Neither in thine nor love's nor in that form Disquiet hints at have I yet been warm ; And if I rest not till I rest in thee Cold as thy grace , whose hand shall comfort me ?
692. oldal
Spent with carousing , With wine - soaked wits , Antony drowsing Whispered , ' It's Too cold a morning To get out of bed . The army's retreating , The fleet has fled , Caesar is beating His drums through the dead . ' Antony , horses !
Spent with carousing , With wine - soaked wits , Antony drowsing Whispered , ' It's Too cold a morning To get out of bed . The army's retreating , The fleet has fled , Caesar is beating His drums through the dead . ' Antony , horses !
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
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beauty birds blood body born breath child cloud cold dark dead death delight doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green grow hand hath head hear heart heaven hill hold hour land leaves light live look Lord mind morning mother move nature never night once pain pass play pleasure poor rain rest rise rose round seen sense shine sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears Tell thee things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk weep wind wings young youth