The English Parnassus: An Anthology Chiefly of Longer PoemsClarendon Press, 1967 - 786 sivua |
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Sivu 95
... night , ye damsels may be gon , And leave my Love alone , And leave likewise your former lay to sing : The woods no more shall answere , nor your echo ring . Now welcome night , thou night so long expected , That long daies labour doest ...
... night , ye damsels may be gon , And leave my Love alone , And leave likewise your former lay to sing : The woods no more shall answere , nor your echo ring . Now welcome night , thou night so long expected , That long daies labour doest ...
Sivu 96
... night within nor yet without : Ne let false whispers , breeding hidden feares , Breake gentle sleepe with misconceived dout . Let no deluding dreames , nor dreadful sights Make sudden sad affrights ; Ne let house fyres , nor lightnings ...
... night within nor yet without : Ne let false whispers , breeding hidden feares , Breake gentle sleepe with misconceived dout . Let no deluding dreames , nor dreadful sights Make sudden sad affrights ; Ne let house fyres , nor lightnings ...
Sivu 257
... night's black arch the key - stane , That dreary hour he mounts his beast in ; 70 And sic a night he taks the road in , As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in . The wind blew as ' twad blawn its last ; The rattling show'rs rose on the blast ...
... night's black arch the key - stane , That dreary hour he mounts his beast in ; 70 And sic a night he taks the road in , As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in . The wind blew as ' twad blawn its last ; The rattling show'rs rose on the blast ...
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Arcite arms beauty beneath blood breast breath brest Burns Byron Camelot Chaucer cloud cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth Emelye eyes face fair fame fate fear flowers grace grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven herte honour Jebusites King lady Lady of Shalott light live look lord Lycidas mighty Milton mind mordre Muse namore never night nymph o'er once Ovid Oxus pain Palamon pale PARNASSUS passion poem poet poetry Pope praise rose round Rustum Saturn seem'd seyde shal sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile Sohrab song sorrow soul sound spirit stars sterte stood stream sweet swich tears Tennyson Thebes thee ther Theseus thine things thou art thought thro trewely twas unto up-on voice weep whan whyl whyt wind wolde words wyde youth