The Oxford Book of Nineteenth-century English VerseJohn Hayward Clarendon Press, 1964 - 969 páginas Anthology of some six hundred poems and excerpts by eighty-five poets. |
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... head And went to mind her numerous charge among the verdant grass . II ' O little Cloud , ' the virgin said , ' I charge thee tell to me ' Why thou complainest not when in one hour thou fade away : " Then we shall seek thee , but not ...
... head And went to mind her numerous charge among the verdant grass . II ' O little Cloud , ' the virgin said , ' I charge thee tell to me ' Why thou complainest not when in one hour thou fade away : " Then we shall seek thee , but not ...
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... head , As though it hung on strong wires , turn'd Most sharply round , and his face burn'd . For Robert - both his eyes were dry . He could not weep , but gloomily He seem'd to watch the rain ; yea , too , His lips were firm ; he tried ...
... head , As though it hung on strong wires , turn'd Most sharply round , and his face burn'd . For Robert - both his eyes were dry . He could not weep , but gloomily He seem'd to watch the rain ; yea , too , His lips were firm ; he tried ...
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... head , a freak of beauty . Thy hand clasps , as ' twas wont , my finger , and holds it : But the grasp is the clasp of Death , heartbreaking and stiff ; Yet feels to my hand as if ' Twas still thy will , thy pleasure and trust that ...
... head , a freak of beauty . Thy hand clasps , as ' twas wont , my finger , and holds it : But the grasp is the clasp of Death , heartbreaking and stiff ; Yet feels to my hand as if ' Twas still thy will , thy pleasure and trust that ...
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GEORGE CRABBE 17541822 | 1 |
The Book of Thel 1789 | 32 |
EMILY JANE BRONTË 181948 | 48 |
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