Poetry in EnglishMacmillan, 1970 - 758 oldal |
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86. oldal
... dead . All Love is dead , infected With plague of deep disdain ; Worth , as nought worth , rejected , And Faith fair scorn doth gain . From so ungrateful fancy , From such a female franzy , From them that use men thus , Good Lord ...
... dead . All Love is dead , infected With plague of deep disdain ; Worth , as nought worth , rejected , And Faith fair scorn doth gain . From so ungrateful fancy , From such a female franzy , From them that use men thus , Good Lord ...
628. oldal
... Dead , but feed the grass row after rich row . Think of the autumns that have come and gone ! — Ambitious November with the humors of the year , With a particular zeal for every slab , Staining the uncomfortable angels that rot On the ...
... Dead , but feed the grass row after rich row . Think of the autumns that have come and gone ! — Ambitious November with the humors of the year , With a particular zeal for every slab , Staining the uncomfortable angels that rot On the ...
638. oldal
... Dead I walked out to the graveyard to see the dead The iron gates were locked , I couldn't get in , A golden pheasant on the dark fir boughs Looked with fearful method at the sunset , Said I , Sir bird , wink no more at me I have had ...
... Dead I walked out to the graveyard to see the dead The iron gates were locked , I couldn't get in , A golden pheasant on the dark fir boughs Looked with fearful method at the sunset , Said I , Sir bird , wink no more at me I have had ...
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