Introduction to PoetrySloane, 1951 - 556 páginas Donated by Sydney Harris. |
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... Lord Randal " O where hae ye been , Lord Randal , my son ? O where hae ye been , my handsome young man ? " " I hae been to the wild wood ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi hunting , and fain wald lie down . " " Where gat ye ...
... Lord Randal " O where hae ye been , Lord Randal , my son ? O where hae ye been , my handsome young man ? " " I hae been to the wild wood ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi hunting , and fain wald lie down . " " Where gat ye ...
Página 147
... Lord Judge , and sweet Lord Judge , Peace for a little while ! Methinks I see my own mother , Come riding by the stile . " O mother , O mother , a little of your gold . And likewise of your fee , To keep my body from yonder grave , And ...
... Lord Judge , and sweet Lord Judge , Peace for a little while ! Methinks I see my own mother , Come riding by the stile . " O mother , O mother , a little of your gold . And likewise of your fee , To keep my body from yonder grave , And ...
Página 148
... Lord Judge , and sweet Lord Judge , Peace for a little while ! Methinks I see my own sister , 30 35 Come riding by the stile . 40 " O sister , O sister , a little of your gold , And likewise of your fee , To keep my body from yonder ...
... Lord Judge , and sweet Lord Judge , Peace for a little while ! Methinks I see my own sister , 30 35 Come riding by the stile . 40 " O sister , O sister , a little of your gold , And likewise of your fee , To keep my body from yonder ...
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Had Not Minded Walls Emily Dickinson | 3 |
An Ode Matthew Prior | 4 |
To Lucasta on Going to the Wars Richard Lovelace | 5 |
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