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Արդյունքներ 12–ի 1-ից 3-ը:
Էջ 31
-Ah , thought I , thou mourn'st in vain , None takes pity on thy pain : Senseless trees , they cannot hear thee , Ruthless beasts , they will not cheer thee ; King Pandion , he is dead , All thy friends are lapp'd in lead : All thy ...
-Ah , thought I , thou mourn'st in vain , None takes pity on thy pain : Senseless trees , they cannot hear thee , Ruthless beasts , they will not cheer thee ; King Pandion , he is dead , All thy friends are lapp'd in lead : All thy ...
Էջ 38
Trust me there's naught of danger near , I have no wicked hooke All covered with a snaring bait , Alas , to tempt thee to thy fate , And dragge thee from the brooke . O harmless tenant of the flood , I do not wish to spill thy blood ...
Trust me there's naught of danger near , I have no wicked hooke All covered with a snaring bait , Alas , to tempt thee to thy fate , And dragge thee from the brooke . O harmless tenant of the flood , I do not wish to spill thy blood ...
Էջ 121
La Belle Dame sans Merci O what can ail thee , knight - at - arms , Alone and palely loitering ? The sedge has wither'd from the lake , And no birds sing . O what can ail thee , knight - at - arms , So haggard and so woe - begone ?
La Belle Dame sans Merci O what can ail thee , knight - at - arms , Alone and palely loitering ? The sedge has wither'd from the lake , And no birds sing . O what can ail thee , knight - at - arms , So haggard and so woe - begone ?
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