Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... sweet content ! Art thou rich , yet is thy mind perplexed ? O punishment ! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexed To add to golden numbers , golden numbers ? O sweet content ! O sweet , O sweet content ! Work apace , apace , apace ...
... sweet content ! Art thou rich , yet is thy mind perplexed ? O punishment ! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexed To add to golden numbers , golden numbers ? O sweet content ! O sweet , O sweet content ! Work apace , apace , apace ...
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... Sweet rose , whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave , And thou must die . Sweet spring , full of sweet days and roses , A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows ye have your ...
... Sweet rose , whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave , And thou must die . Sweet spring , full of sweet days and roses , A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows ye have your ...
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... Sweet and low , sweet and low 415 Sweet day , so cool , so calm , so bright 211 Sweet love , renew thy force ; be it not said 131 Sweet were the days , when Thou didst lodge with Lot . .... 212 Tagus , farewell , that westward with thy ...
... Sweet and low , sweet and low 415 Sweet day , so cool , so calm , so bright 211 Sweet love , renew thy force ; be it not said 131 Sweet were the days , when Thou didst lodge with Lot . .... 212 Tagus , farewell , that westward with thy ...
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Six Centuries of Great Poetry: A Stunning Collection of Classic British ... Robert Penn Warren,Albert Erskine No preview available - 1992 |
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A. E. HOUSMAN auld lang syne Barbara Allen beauty behold birds blood breast breath bright clouds cold Colour-Sergeant Danny Deever dark dead dear death delight dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear fire flowers friends glory Golden Slumbers gone grave green hand hath hear heart heaven hill hour king kiss ladies leave light live look Lord Lord Randal love's lovers lullaby lute Lycidas mind moon morn mother mourn never night o'er pain pleasure rest rose round sail shade shadows shine sigh sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song Sonnet soul sound spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought Timor mortis conturbat tree unto Vexilla regis voice vrom walk wawking weary weep wild wind wings youth