Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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Page 342
... dream . It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may , By night or day , The things which I have seen I now can see no more . The rainbow comes and goes , And lovely is the rose , The moon doth with delight Look ...
... dream . It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may , By night or day , The things which I have seen I now can see no more . The rainbow comes and goes , And lovely is the rose , The moon doth with delight Look ...
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... dreams , A throe of the heart , Whose pining visions dim , forbidden hopes profound , No dying cadence nor long sigh can ... Dream , while the innumerable choir of day Welcome the dawn . Winter Nightfall The day begins to droop , - Its ...
... dreams , A throe of the heart , Whose pining visions dim , forbidden hopes profound , No dying cadence nor long sigh can ... Dream , while the innumerable choir of day Welcome the dawn . Winter Nightfall The day begins to droop , - Its ...
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... Dream and so create Translunar Paradise . I have prepared my peace With learned Italian things And the proud stones of Greece , Poet's imaginings And memories of love , Memories of the words of women , All those things whereof Man makes ...
... Dream and so create Translunar Paradise . I have prepared my peace With learned Italian things And the proud stones of Greece , Poet's imaginings And memories of love , Memories of the words of women , All those things whereof Man makes ...
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