Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... tear , Which thee doth wear , A globe , yea world by that impression grow , Till thy tears mixt with mine do overflow This world , by waters sent from thee , my heaven dissolvèd so . O more than Moon , Draw not up seas to drown me in ...
... tear , Which thee doth wear , A globe , yea world by that impression grow , Till thy tears mixt with mine do overflow This world , by waters sent from thee , my heaven dissolvèd so . O more than Moon , Draw not up seas to drown me in ...
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... tears . And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears , When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears ! For when we came where lies the ... Tears , Idle Tears Tears , idle tears , I ALFRED , LORD TENNYSON 415.
... tears . And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears , When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears ! For when we came where lies the ... Tears , Idle Tears Tears , idle tears , I ALFRED , LORD TENNYSON 415.
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Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine. Tears , Idle Tears Tears , idle tears , I know not what they mean , Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart , and gather to the eyes , In looking on the happy Autumn - fields ...
Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine. Tears , Idle Tears Tears , idle tears , I know not what they mean , Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart , and gather to the eyes , In looking on the happy Autumn - fields ...
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