An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... till I die . Her free behaviour , winning looks , Will make a lawyer burn his books . I touched her not , alas , not I , And yet I love her till I die . Had I her fast betwixt mine arms , But change she earth , or change she sky , Yet ...
... till I die . Her free behaviour , winning looks , Will make a lawyer burn his books . I touched her not , alas , not I , And yet I love her till I die . Had I her fast betwixt mine arms , But change she earth , or change she sky , Yet ...
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... Till fancy had her fill , but ere a close The wonted roar was up amidst the woods , And fill'd the air with barbarous dis- sonance , 550 At which I ceas't , and listen'd them a while , Till an unusuall stop of sudden silence Gave respit ...
... Till fancy had her fill , but ere a close The wonted roar was up amidst the woods , And fill'd the air with barbarous dis- sonance , 550 At which I ceas't , and listen'd them a while , Till an unusuall stop of sudden silence Gave respit ...
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... Till she like thee , all soil'd , is laid And guileless trust , Low i ' the dust . Such is the fate of simple bard , On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd : Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore , Till billows rage , and gales ...
... Till she like thee , all soil'd , is laid And guileless trust , Low i ' the dust . Such is the fate of simple bard , On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd : Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore , Till billows rage , and gales ...
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