Poetry in EnglishMacmillan, 1963 - 724 oldal |
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150. oldal
... Sweet rose , whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye , Thy root is ever in its grave , And thou must die . Sweet spring , full of sweet days and roses , A box where sweets compacted lie , My music shows ye have your ...
... Sweet rose , whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye , Thy root is ever in its grave , And thou must die . Sweet spring , full of sweet days and roses , A box where sweets compacted lie , My music shows ye have your ...
163. oldal
... Sweet is the breath of morn , her rising sweet , With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun , When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams , on herb , tree , fruit , and flower , Glistering with dew ; fragrant the ...
... Sweet is the breath of morn , her rising sweet , With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun , When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams , on herb , tree , fruit , and flower , Glistering with dew ; fragrant the ...
263. oldal
... sweet Afton ! among thy green braes , Flow gently , I'll sing thee a song in thy praise ; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream , Flow gently , sweet Afton , disturb not her dream . Thou stock dove whose echo resounds through the ...
... sweet Afton ! among thy green braes , Flow gently , I'll sing thee a song in thy praise ; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream , Flow gently , sweet Afton , disturb not her dream . Thou stock dove whose echo resounds through the ...
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