Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... stand tul they doun fa , Mither , mither , Ile let thame stand tul they doun fa , For here nevir mair maun I bee Ó . ” " And what wul ye leive to your bairns and your wife , Edward , Edward ? And what wul ye leive to your bairns and ...
... stand tul they doun fa , Mither , mither , Ile let thame stand tul they doun fa , For here nevir mair maun I bee Ó . ” " And what wul ye leive to your bairns and your wife , Edward , Edward ? And what wul ye leive to your bairns and ...
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... stands but for his scythe to mow . And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand , Praising thy worth , despite his cruel hand . Sonnet 64 When I have seen by Time's fell hand WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 131.
... stands but for his scythe to mow . And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand , Praising thy worth , despite his cruel hand . Sonnet 64 When I have seen by Time's fell hand WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 131.
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... stand so yellow some morn , For beast and man must be fed . Old earth is a pleasure to see In sunshiny cloak of red and green ; The furrow lies fresh ; this year will be As years that are past have been . Fall gently and still , good ...
... stand so yellow some morn , For beast and man must be fed . Old earth is a pleasure to see In sunshiny cloak of red and green ; The furrow lies fresh ; this year will be As years that are past have been . Fall gently and still , good ...
Contents
Gay John 283285 | 50 |
Gray Thomas 292299 | 111 |
Griffin Bartholomew | 117 |
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