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303. oldal
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one , When rocked to rest on their mother's breast , As she dances about the sun . I wield the Aail of the lashing hail , And whiten the green plains under , And then ...
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one , When rocked to rest on their mother's breast , As she dances about the sun . I wield the Aail of the lashing hail , And whiten the green plains under , And then ...
501. oldal
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings Upon their clamorous wings . I have looked upon those brilliant creatures , And now my heart is sore . All's changed since I , hearing at twilight , 55 The first time on this shore , The bell ...
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings Upon their clamorous wings . I have looked upon those brilliant creatures , And now my heart is sore . All's changed since I , hearing at twilight , 55 The first time on this shore , The bell ...
678. oldal
Sailor , can you hear The Pequod's sea wings , beating landward , fall Headlong and break on our Atlantic wall Of ' Sconset , where the yawing S - boats splash The bellbuoy , with ballooning spinnakers , As the entangled , screeching ...
Sailor , can you hear The Pequod's sea wings , beating landward , fall Headlong and break on our Atlantic wall Of ' Sconset , where the yawing S - boats splash The bellbuoy , with ballooning spinnakers , As the entangled , screeching ...
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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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