English Lyrics Chaucer to Poe 1340-1809 |
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... hope , or remorse , or desire , or contemplation , or despair - any passion of which the human heart is capable . But , whatever its character and quality , there it must be , and it must be projected through a temperament . Or Lyric ...
... hope , or remorse , or desire , or contemplation , or despair - any passion of which the human heart is capable . But , whatever its character and quality , there it must be , and it must be projected through a temperament . Or Lyric ...
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William Ernest Henley. Then Patience says : - ' Be not aghast : Hold Hope and Truth within thee fast ; And let FortĂșne work forth her rage , When that no reason may assuage , Till that her glass be run and past . ' And Prudence in my ear ...
William Ernest Henley. Then Patience says : - ' Be not aghast : Hold Hope and Truth within thee fast ; And let FortĂșne work forth her rage , When that no reason may assuage , Till that her glass be run and past . ' And Prudence in my ear ...
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... hope my life , alas ! were shortly at an end ! Whose absence yet , although my hope doth tell me plain , With short return he comes anon , yet ceaseth not my pain . The fearful dreams I have ofttimes do grieve me so , That when I wake ...
... hope my life , alas ! were shortly at an end ! Whose absence yet , although my hope doth tell me plain , With short return he comes anon , yet ceaseth not my pain . The fearful dreams I have ofttimes do grieve me so , That when I wake ...
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... hope of good return , Save when I think by sour how sweet is felt the more , It doth abate some of my pains , that I abode before ; And then unto myself I say : - -'When we shall meet , But little while shall seem this pain , the joy ...
... hope of good return , Save when I think by sour how sweet is felt the more , It doth abate some of my pains , that I abode before ; And then unto myself I say : - -'When we shall meet , But little while shall seem this pain , the joy ...
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... hope and heill ; She is my joy invart , I am her lover leal ; I am her bond and thrall , she is at my command ; I am perpetual her man , both foot and hand ; The thing that may her please , my body shall fulfil ; Whatever her disease ...
... hope and heill ; She is my joy invart , I am her lover leal ; I am her bond and thrall , she is at my command ; I am perpetual her man , both foot and hand ; The thing that may her please , my body shall fulfil ; Whatever her disease ...
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English Lyrics: Chaucer to Poe; 1340 1809 (Classic Reprint) William Ernest Henley No preview available - 2018 |
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