Poetry in EnglishMacmillan, 1970 - 758 oldal |
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46. oldal
... sleep ? " 66 " Tis I , my love , sits on your grave , And will not let me sleep ; For I crave one kiss of your clay - cold lips , And that is all I seek . " " You crave one kiss of my clay - cold lips ; But my breath smells earthy ...
... sleep ? " 66 " Tis I , my love , sits on your grave , And will not let me sleep ; For I crave one kiss of your clay - cold lips , And that is all I seek . " " You crave one kiss of my clay - cold lips ; But my breath smells earthy ...
55. oldal
... sleep , That of his love he took no keep , With hey lullay , lullay , like a child , Thou sleep'st too long , thou art beguiled . With ba , 2 ba , ba ! and bas , bas , bas ! She cherished 3 him both cheek and chin , That he wist never ...
... sleep , That of his love he took no keep , With hey lullay , lullay , like a child , Thou sleep'st too long , thou art beguiled . With ba , 2 ba , ba ! and bas , bas , bas ! She cherished 3 him both cheek and chin , That he wist never ...
128. oldal
... sleep as well And better than thy stroke . Why swell'st thou then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally , And Death shall be no more : Death , thou shalt die . Batter my heart , three - personed God ; for you As yet but knock ...
... sleep as well And better than thy stroke . Why swell'st thou then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally , And Death shall be no more : Death , thou shalt die . Batter my heart , three - personed God ; for you As yet but knock ...
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