THE BOOK OF LIVING VERSE1945 |
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... hour , o ' night's black arch the key - stane , That dreary hour he mounts his beast in ; 70 And sic a night he taks the road in , As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in . The wind blew as ' twad blawn its last ; The rattling showers rose ...
... hour , o ' night's black arch the key - stane , That dreary hour he mounts his beast in ; 70 And sic a night he taks the road in , As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in . The wind blew as ' twad blawn its last ; The rattling showers rose ...
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... hour , Been on our own line , have we been ourselves- 60 Hardly had skill to utter one of all The nameless feelings that course through our breast , But they course on forever unexpressed , And long we try in vain to speak and act 65 ...
... hour , Been on our own line , have we been ourselves- 60 Hardly had skill to utter one of all The nameless feelings that course through our breast , But they course on forever unexpressed , And long we try in vain to speak and act 65 ...
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... hour - glass . Deep in the sun - searched growths the dragon - fly Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky : - So this winged hour is dropt to us from above . Oh ! clasp we to our hearts , for deathless dower , This close ...
... hour - glass . Deep in the sun - searched growths the dragon - fly Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky : - So this winged hour is dropt to us from above . Oh ! clasp we to our hearts , for deathless dower , This close ...
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OLD ENGLISH BALLADS | 3 |
OR THE TWO SISTERS | 10 |
THE WIFE OF USHERS WELL | 16 |
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Annabel Lee beauty beneath bird blow breast breath bright Camelot cloud dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream dust E. E. Cummings earth Emily Dickinson eternal eyes face fair fear flowers gold golden grass grave green hair hand hath hear heard heart Heaven hour king King Arthur kiss lady Lady of Shalott leaves light lips live look Lord Lord Randal lovers moon morning mortal mother never night o'er once pain pale Poems Ring rose round shadow shine sigh silent sing Sir Bedivere Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stars Stephen Vincent Benét stream sweet T. S. Eliot tears thee thine things thou art thought tree voice W. H. Auden wandering waves weary weep wild wind wings