English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 |
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... smiles , in the night Hover over my delight ; Sweet smiles , mother's smile , All the livelong night beguile . Sweet moans , dovelike sighs , Chase not slumber from thy eyes . Sweet moans , sweeter smile , All the dovelike moans beguile ...
... smiles , in the night Hover over my delight ; Sweet smiles , mother's smile , All the livelong night beguile . Sweet moans , dovelike sighs , Chase not slumber from thy eyes . Sweet moans , sweeter smile , All the dovelike moans beguile ...
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... smile , over the dead 440 A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread ; 50 And gray walls moulder round , on which dull Time 445 Feeds , like slow fire upon a hoary brand ; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime , Pavilioning ...
... smile , over the dead 440 A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread ; 50 And gray walls moulder round , on which dull Time 445 Feeds , like slow fire upon a hoary brand ; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime , Pavilioning ...
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... smile . " Why have you a piece of pencil in your ear ? " he asked . The orderly took his hands full of dishes . His master was standing near the great green stove , a little smile on his face , his chin thrust forward . When the young ...
... smile . " Why have you a piece of pencil in your ear ? " he asked . The orderly took his hands full of dishes . His master was standing near the great green stove , a little smile on his face , his chin thrust forward . When the young ...
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The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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