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Pagina 8
She will start from her slumber When gusts shake the door ; She will hear the winds howling , Will hear the waves roar . We shall see , while above us The waves roar and whirl , A ceiling of amber , A pavement of pearl . Singing ...
She will start from her slumber When gusts shake the door ; She will hear the winds howling , Will hear the waves roar . We shall see , while above us The waves roar and whirl , A ceiling of amber , A pavement of pearl . Singing ...
Pagina 18
... hear her in the tunefu ' birds I hear her charm the air . There's not a bonie flower that springs By fountain , shaw , or green , There's not a bonie bird that sings , But minds me o ' my Jean . II . John Anderson my Jo . I. JOHN ...
... hear her in the tunefu ' birds I hear her charm the air . There's not a bonie flower that springs By fountain , shaw , or green , There's not a bonie bird that sings , But minds me o ' my Jean . II . John Anderson my Jo . I. JOHN ...
Pagina 27
... ! as if her step disturbed the dead ! III . Away ! we know that tears are vain , That Death nor heeds nor hears distress : 18 . Will this unteach us to complain ? Or LORD BYRON . 27 Oh! Snatched Away in Beauty's Bloom.
... ! as if her step disturbed the dead ! III . Away ! we know that tears are vain , That Death nor heeds nor hears distress : 18 . Will this unteach us to complain ? Or LORD BYRON . 27 Oh! Snatched Away in Beauty's Bloom.
Pagina 28
... thought whose relics there recline : The only pang my bosom dare not brave Must be to find forgetfulness in thine . My fondest IV . faintest latest accents hear ― Grief 28 LORD BYRON . BYRON - continued Song from "The Corsair.
... thought whose relics there recline : The only pang my bosom dare not brave Must be to find forgetfulness in thine . My fondest IV . faintest latest accents hear ― Grief 28 LORD BYRON . BYRON - continued Song from "The Corsair.
Pagina 29
My fondest IV . faintest latest accents hear ― Grief for the dead not Virtue can reprove ; — last sole reward of so much - Then give me all I ever asked ― a tear , The first love ! 19 . Song from " Don Juan . " I. THE Isles of Greece ...
My fondest IV . faintest latest accents hear ― Grief for the dead not Virtue can reprove ; — last sole reward of so much - Then give me all I ever asked ― a tear , The first love ! 19 . Song from " Don Juan . " I. THE Isles of Greece ...
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AE fond kiss ALEXANDER POPE beauty behold beneath birds blest bonie breast breath bright brow canst clouds cold dark darling buds dead death deep dost doth dream dust earth edge of doom Edition eyes fade fair fear flowers glory golden grave happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill John John Anderson kisses LADY NAIRNE land leal leaves light lips live live twice look loud luve Lycidas Messrs moan moon morn Muse ne'er never night nonny Nurslings o'er old familiar faces pale peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Pippa Passes praise rose Samian wine shade shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smiles soft Song sorrow soul sound spirit star stream summer's lease sweet SWEET day tears Text thee thine thou art thought trees unseen voice waves weary weep wild winds wings youth