The New Golden Treasury of English VerseEdward Leeson Macmillan, 1980 - 506 sider |
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... deep rivers , and the lonely streams , Wherever nature led : more like a man Flying from something that he dreads , than one Who sought the thing he loved . For nature then ( The coarser pleasures of my boyish days , And their glad ...
... deep rivers , and the lonely streams , Wherever nature led : more like a man Flying from something that he dreads , than one Who sought the thing he loved . For nature then ( The coarser pleasures of my boyish days , And their glad ...
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... deep for tears . COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE , SEPTEMBER 3 , 1802 EARTH has not anything to show more fair : Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth , like a garment , wear ...
... deep for tears . COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE , SEPTEMBER 3 , 1802 EARTH has not anything to show more fair : Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth , like a garment , wear ...
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... deep peace on this high wold , And on these dews that drench the furze , And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold : Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers , And crowded farms ...
... deep peace on this high wold , And on these dews that drench the furze , And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold : Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers , And crowded farms ...
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