The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to KeatsJohn Wain Oxford University Press, 1986 - 511 էջ |
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... hour , The rifted mounds their yawning cells unfold , And forth the monarchs stalk with sov'reign power In pageant robes , and wreathed with sheeny gold , And on their twilight tombs aerial council hold . X But O ! o'er all , forget not ...
... hour , The rifted mounds their yawning cells unfold , And forth the monarchs stalk with sov'reign power In pageant robes , and wreathed with sheeny gold , And on their twilight tombs aerial council hold . X But O ! o'er all , forget not ...
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... hours that e'er I spend , Are spent amang the lasses O ! There's nought but care on ev'ry han ' , In ev'ry hour that passes O ; What signifies the life o ' man , An ' ' twere na for the lasses O. The warly race may riches chase , An ...
... hours that e'er I spend , Are spent amang the lasses O ! There's nought but care on ev'ry han ' , In ev'ry hour that passes O ; What signifies the life o ' man , An ' ' twere na for the lasses O. The warly race may riches chase , An ...
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... hour came , ' And with it light , and light , engendering ' Upon its own producer , forthwith touch'd ' The whole enormous matter into life . ' Upon that very hour , our parentage , ' The Heavens and the Earth , were manifest : " Then ...
... hour came , ' And with it light , and light , engendering ' Upon its own producer , forthwith touch'd ' The whole enormous matter into life . ' Upon that very hour , our parentage , ' The Heavens and the Earth , were manifest : " Then ...
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