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Pagina 60
... quiet skies ; And from the west , Where the sun , his day's work ended , Lingers as in content , There falls on the old , grey city An influence luminous and serene , A shining peace . The smoke ascends In a rosy - and - golden haze ...
... quiet skies ; And from the west , Where the sun , his day's work ended , Lingers as in content , There falls on the old , grey city An influence luminous and serene , A shining peace . The smoke ascends In a rosy - and - golden haze ...
Pagina 61
... , My wages taken , and in my heart Some late lark singing , Let me be gathered to the quiet west , The sundown splendid and serene , Death . 1898 Edition . 32 . GEORGE HERBERT . Virtue . SWEET day , WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY . 61.
... , My wages taken , and in my heart Some late lark singing , Let me be gathered to the quiet west , The sundown splendid and serene , Death . 1898 Edition . 32 . GEORGE HERBERT . Virtue . SWEET day , WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY . 61.
Pagina 66
... she slept , And sleeping when she died . For when the morn came dim and sad , And chill with early showers , Her quiet eyelids closed - she had Another morn than ours . 36 . The Bridge of Sighs . " Drown'd ! 66 HOOD (1798-1845) The Death.
... she slept , And sleeping when she died . For when the morn came dim and sad , And chill with early showers , Her quiet eyelids closed - she had Another morn than ours . 36 . The Bridge of Sighs . " Drown'd ! 66 HOOD (1798-1845) The Death.
Pagina 79
... quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die , To cease upon the midnight with no pain , While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing , and I have ears in vain - To thy high requiem ...
... quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die , To cease upon the midnight with no pain , While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing , and I have ears in vain - To thy high requiem ...
Pagina 95
... Quieter is his breath , his breast more cold , Than daisies in the mould , Where children spell , athwart the churchyard gate , His name and life's brief date . Pray for him , gentle souls , whoe'er you be , And oh ! pray too for me ...
... Quieter is his breath , his breast more cold , Than daisies in the mould , Where children spell , athwart the churchyard gate , His name and life's brief date . Pray for him , gentle souls , whoe'er you be , And oh ! pray too for me ...
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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