The New Golden Treasury of English VerseEdward Leeson Macmillan, 1980 - 506 sider |
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... pass , that long hath stood Upon the bank , yet wilt thyself not pass the flood ? ' He there does now enjoy eternal rest And happy ease , which thou dost want and crave , And further from it daily wanderest . What if some little pain ...
... pass , that long hath stood Upon the bank , yet wilt thyself not pass the flood ? ' He there does now enjoy eternal rest And happy ease , which thou dost want and crave , And further from it daily wanderest . What if some little pain ...
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... pass , Every nighte and alle ; To Brigg o ' Dread thou com'st at last ; And Christe receive thy saule . From Brigg o ' Dread when thou may'st pass , Every nighte and alle ; To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last ; And Christe receive thy ...
... pass , Every nighte and alle ; To Brigg o ' Dread thou com'st at last ; And Christe receive thy saule . From Brigg o ' Dread when thou may'st pass , Every nighte and alle ; To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last ; And Christe receive thy ...
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... Pass , till the spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where , like an infant's smile , over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread ; And grey walls moulder round , on which dull ...
... Pass , till the spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where , like an infant's smile , over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread ; And grey walls moulder round , on which dull ...
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