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Sivu 99
... which was not long : Sweete Themmes runne softly , till I end my Song . Eftsoones the Nymphes , which now had Flowers their fill , Ran all in haste , to see that silver brood , As they came floating on the Christal Flood ...
... which was not long : Sweete Themmes runne softly , till I end my Song . Eftsoones the Nymphes , which now had Flowers their fill , Ran all in haste , to see that silver brood , As they came floating on the Christal Flood ...
Sivu 484
And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise , And flowering weeds , and fragrant copses dress The bones of ... like an infant's smile , over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread ; 440 L And gray walls ...
And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise , And flowering weeds , and fragrant copses dress The bones of ... like an infant's smile , over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread ; 440 L And gray walls ...
Sivu 635
50 There came a hurry of feet and little feet , A sweep of lute - strings , laughs , and whifts of song , Flower o ' the broom , Take away love , and our earth is a tomb ! Flower o ' the quince , I let Lisa go , and what good's in life ...
50 There came a hurry of feet and little feet , A sweep of lute - strings , laughs , and whifts of song , Flower o ' the broom , Take away love , and our earth is a tomb ! Flower o ' the quince , I let Lisa go , and what good's in life ...
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That at his grete cost arrayed thus | 56 |
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