English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 |
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... seen it rushing forth in blood , I've seen it on the breaking ocean Strive with a swoln convulsive motion , I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread : And rushed to him : -I found him not , I only stirred in ...
... seen it rushing forth in blood , I've seen it on the breaking ocean Strive with a swoln convulsive motion , I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread : And rushed to him : -I found him not , I only stirred in ...
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... seen here except when the Duke of Argyle , or 10 some other Highland chieftain , might chance to be going with his family to London or Edinburgh . They had to cross a bridge at the head of the lake , which we could not see , so , after ...
... seen here except when the Duke of Argyle , or 10 some other Highland chieftain , might chance to be going with his family to London or Edinburgh . They had to cross a bridge at the head of the lake , which we could not see , so , after ...
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... seen no more ! - Maidens who from the distant hamlets come To dance around the Fyfield elm in May , Oft through the darkening fields have seen thee roam , Or cross a stile into the public way . Oft thou hast given them store 85 Of ...
... seen no more ! - Maidens who from the distant hamlets come To dance around the Fyfield elm in May , Oft through the darkening fields have seen thee roam , Or cross a stile into the public way . Oft thou hast given them store 85 Of ...
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The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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