Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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Page 226
... deep , And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep . Ring out , ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears , If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of ...
... deep , And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep . Ring out , ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears , If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of ...
Page 377
... deep : Some respite to its turbulence unresting ocean knows ; Whatever moves , or toils , or grieves , hath its appointed sleep . Thou in the grave shalt rest - yet till the phantoms flee Which that house and heath and garden made dear ...
... deep : Some respite to its turbulence unresting ocean knows ; Whatever moves , or toils , or grieves , hath its appointed sleep . Thou in the grave shalt rest - yet till the phantoms flee Which that house and heath and garden made dear ...
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... deep of that divinest anguish , How could I seek the empty world again ? The Visionary Silent is the house : all are laid asleep : One alone looks out o'er the snow - wreaths deep , Watching every cloud , dreading every breeze That ...
... deep of that divinest anguish , How could I seek the empty world again ? The Visionary Silent is the house : all are laid asleep : One alone looks out o'er the snow - wreaths deep , Watching every cloud , dreading every breeze That ...
Contents
Gay John 283285 | 50 |
Gray Thomas 292299 | 111 |
Griffin Bartholomew | 117 |
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