Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... rise . O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall ( alas ! ) become of me ? What Bird So Sings What bird so sings , yet so does wail ? O , ' tis the ravished nightingale . Jug , jug , jug , jug , tereu ! she cries , And still her ...
... rise . O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall ( alas ! ) become of me ? What Bird So Sings What bird so sings , yet so does wail ? O , ' tis the ravished nightingale . Jug , jug , jug , jug , tereu ! she cries , And still her ...
Page 457
... rise at the strange guest's hand ? So long have the grey bare walks lain guestless , Through branches and briars if a man make way , He shall find no life but the sea - wind's , restless Night and day . The dense hard passage is blind ...
... rise at the strange guest's hand ? So long have the grey bare walks lain guestless , Through branches and briars if a man make way , He shall find no life but the sea - wind's , restless Night and day . The dense hard passage is blind ...
Page 458
... rise up never , Who have left nought living to ravage and rend . Earth , stones , and thorns of the wild ground growing , While the sun and the rain live , these shall be ; Till a last wind's breath upon all these blowing Roll the sea ...
... rise up never , Who have left nought living to ravage and rend . Earth , stones , and thorns of the wild ground growing , While the sun and the rain live , these shall be ; Till a last wind's breath upon all these blowing Roll the sea ...
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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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