An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... bears a lovely face , Then hey noney , noney , hey noney , noney . Canst drink the waters of the crispéd spring ? Oh ... bear , Say I diéd true . My Love was false , but I was firm From my hour of birth . Upon my buried body lay Lightly ...
... bears a lovely face , Then hey noney , noney , hey noney , noney . Canst drink the waters of the crispéd spring ? Oh ... bear , Say I diéd true . My Love was false , but I was firm From my hour of birth . Upon my buried body lay Lightly ...
Page 522
... bear our mod'rate ills , And sympathise with others , suff'ring more . 340 Ill fares the trav'ller now , and he that stalks In pond'rous boots beside his reeking team . The wain goes heavily , impeded sore By congregated loads adhering ...
... bear our mod'rate ills , And sympathise with others , suff'ring more . 340 Ill fares the trav'ller now , and he that stalks In pond'rous boots beside his reeking team . The wain goes heavily , impeded sore By congregated loads adhering ...
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... bear , Green fields of England , everywhere . Sweet eyes in England , I must flee Past where the waves ' last confines be , Ere your loved smile I cease to see , Sweet eyes in England , dear to me . Dear home in England , safe and fast ...
... bear , Green fields of England , everywhere . Sweet eyes in England , I must flee Past where the waves ' last confines be , Ere your loved smile I cease to see , Sweet eyes in England , dear to me . Dear home in England , safe and fast ...
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