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Էջ 21
Though we , like harmless sheep , should feed , Honest in thought , in word , and deed , Whatever hen - roost is decreased , We shall be thought to share the feast . The change shall never be believed , A lost good - name is ne'er ...
Though we , like harmless sheep , should feed , Honest in thought , in word , and deed , Whatever hen - roost is decreased , We shall be thought to share the feast . The change shall never be believed , A lost good - name is ne'er ...
Էջ 47
A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself , And this grey spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star , Beyond the utmost bound of human thought .
A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself , And this grey spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star , Beyond the utmost bound of human thought .
Էջ 97
We thought , as we hollow'd his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow , That the Foe and the Stranger would tread o'er his head , And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the Spirit that's gone And o'er his cold ...
We thought , as we hollow'd his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow , That the Foe and the Stranger would tread o'er his head , And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the Spirit that's gone And o'er his cold ...
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