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... deep rivers , and the lonely streams , Wherever nature led : more like a man Flying from something that he dreads , than one Who sought the thing he loved . For nature then ( The coarser pleasures of my boyish days , And their glad ...
... deep rivers , and the lonely streams , Wherever nature led : more like a man Flying from something that he dreads , than one Who sought the thing he loved . For nature then ( The coarser pleasures of my boyish days , And their glad ...
Page 416
... deep as love , Deep as first love , and wild with all regret ; O Death in Life , the days that are no more ! Ο Swallow , Swallow " O Swallow , Swallow , flying , flying south , Fly to her , and fall upon her gilded eaves , And tell her ...
... deep as love , Deep as first love , and wild with all regret ; O Death in Life , the days that are no more ! Ο Swallow , Swallow " O Swallow , Swallow , flying , flying south , Fly to her , and fall upon her gilded eaves , And tell her ...
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... deep as the sea as a rose must wither , As the rose - red seaweed that mocks the rose . Shall the dead take thought for the dead to love them ? What love was ever as deep as a grave ? They are loveless now as the grass above them Or the ...
... deep as the sea as a rose must wither , As the rose - red seaweed that mocks the rose . Shall the dead take thought for the dead to love them ? What love was ever as deep as a grave ? They are loveless now as the grass above them Or the ...
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Six Centuries of Great Poetry: A Stunning Collection of Classic British ... Robert Penn Warren,Albert Erskine No preview available - 1992 |
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