A TREASURY OF THE FAMILIAR1942 |
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... feel its sweet edge dividing you through the heart and marrow , and so you will happily conclude your mortal career . Be it life or death , we crave only reality . If we are really dying , let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel ...
... feel its sweet edge dividing you through the heart and marrow , and so you will happily conclude your mortal career . Be it life or death , we crave only reality . If we are really dying , let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel ...
Pagina 385
... feel gay When Johnny comes marching home . The old church bell will peal with joy , Hurrah ! Hurrah ! To welcome home our darling boy , Hurrah ! Hurrah ! The village lads and lassies say With roses they will strew the way , And we'll all ...
... feel gay When Johnny comes marching home . The old church bell will peal with joy , Hurrah ! Hurrah ! To welcome home our darling boy , Hurrah ! Hurrah ! The village lads and lassies say With roses they will strew the way , And we'll all ...
Pagina 422
... feel entirely satisfied with the treatment I have received on my trial . Considering all the circumstances , it has been more gen- erous than I expected . But I feel no consciousness of guilt . I have stated from the first what was my ...
... feel entirely satisfied with the treatment I have received on my trial . Considering all the circumstances , it has been more gen- erous than I expected . But I feel no consciousness of guilt . I have stated from the first what was my ...
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A. E. Housman beautiful bells Ben Bolt bird blessed blood blow brave breath Brer Fox Brer Rabbit Cæsar Chorus cried Daisy Bell dark dead dear death door dream earth eyes face fair father fear friends girl give glory grave Gunga Din hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills holy king kiss lady Lady of Shalott land Lars Porsena laugh light lips Little Annie Rooney live look Lord moon morning mother never night o'er peace permission to reprint pray ring rose round Rudyard Kipling sail sezee shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow song soul spirit stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things thou thought tree Twas unto voice walk wild William William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind word young