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Pagina xii
Holy Spirit , The 304 Kiss , The 142 Lent , A True 321 " Sweet , be not proud ”
Time Violets " Whenas in silks my Julia goes " 219 HERVEY , THOMAS KIBBLE .
England , 1799-1859 . ** Adieu , adieu ! our dream of love " 55 Love . HEYWOOD
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Holy Spirit , The 304 Kiss , The 142 Lent , A True 321 " Sweet , be not proud ”
Time Violets " Whenas in silks my Julia goes " 219 HERVEY , THOMAS KIBBLE .
England , 1799-1859 . ** Adieu , adieu ! our dream of love " 55 Love . HEYWOOD
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Pagina xix
Latter Rain , The Nature Spirit Land , The VICENTE , GIL . Portugal , 1482-1537 .
The Nightingale ( Translation ) 45 253 VILLEGAS , ESTEVAN MANUEL DE . 766
Spain . 608 The Mother Nightingale ( Translation ) 581 417 622 598 34 558 ...
Latter Rain , The Nature Spirit Land , The VICENTE , GIL . Portugal , 1482-1537 .
The Nightingale ( Translation ) 45 253 VILLEGAS , ESTEVAN MANUEL DE . 766
Spain . 608 The Mother Nightingale ( Translation ) 581 417 622 598 34 558 ...
Pagina 12
Tipsy band of rubious faces , Not willing to be left — still by my side , Flushed with
Joy's ethereal spirit , Haunting my walks , while summer - day was Make your
mocks and sly grimaces dying ; At Love's self , and do not fear it . Nor leaving in
thy ...
Tipsy band of rubious faces , Not willing to be left — still by my side , Flushed with
Joy's ethereal spirit , Haunting my walks , while summer - day was Make your
mocks and sly grimaces dying ; At Love's self , and do not fear it . Nor leaving in
thy ...
Pagina 18
I pricked them into paper with a pin , Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son , (
And thou wast happier than myself the while – Wretch even then , life's journey
just begun ? Wouldst sostly speak , and stroke my head and Perhaps thou gavest
...
I pricked them into paper with a pin , Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son , (
And thou wast happier than myself the while – Wretch even then , life's journey
just begun ? Wouldst sostly speak , and stroke my head and Perhaps thou gavest
...
Pagina 19
But me , scarce hoping to attain that rest , Always from port withheld , always
distressed , Her spirit , that passed in yon hour o ' his birth , Me howling blasts
drive devious , tempest - tossed , Still watches his wearisome wanderings on
earth ...
But me , scarce hoping to attain that rest , Always from port withheld , always
distressed , Her spirit , that passed in yon hour o ' his birth , Me howling blasts
drive devious , tempest - tossed , Still watches his wearisome wanderings on
earth ...
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Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets |
| Auteur | William Cullen Bryant |
| Redacteur | William Cullen Bryant |
| Bijdrager | William Cullen Bryant |
| Uitgever | J.B. Ford and Company, 1873 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | Michigan State University |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 19 aug 2013 |
| Lengte | 789 pagina's |
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