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454. oldal
But the battle was scattered from hill to hill , From the windmill to the watermill ; And he said to himself , as it neared the noon , Two red roses across the moon . 20 You scarce could see for the scarlet and blue , A golden helm or a ...
But the battle was scattered from hill to hill , From the windmill to the watermill ; And he said to himself , as it neared the noon , Two red roses across the moon . 20 You scarce could see for the scarlet and blue , A golden helm or a ...
541. oldal
Their chant shall be a chant of paradise , Out of their blood , returning to the sky ; And in their chant shall enter , voice by voice , The windy lake wherein their lord delights , The trees , like serafin , and echoing hills , That ...
Their chant shall be a chant of paradise , Out of their blood , returning to the sky ; And in their chant shall enter , voice by voice , The windy lake wherein their lord delights , The trees , like serafin , and echoing hills , That ...
697. oldal
... compassion To the rawly - difficult ; His countenance , his hands ' motion , Serene even to a fault . ( 1958 ) IO 15 ! Index ges INDEX A ball will bounce , but 697 g's GEOFFREY HILL ( 1932– ) GEOFFREY HILL Orpheus and Eurydice.
... compassion To the rawly - difficult ; His countenance , his hands ' motion , Serene even to a fault . ( 1958 ) IO 15 ! Index ges INDEX A ball will bounce , but 697 g's GEOFFREY HILL ( 1932– ) GEOFFREY HILL Orpheus and Eurydice.
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
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