Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... head , arms , and thees , 1 Behold of me nothing thou sees But sorrow and pine : 2 Thus was I spilt , Man , for thy guilt , And not for mine . Now sing we , as we were wont , Vexilla regis prodeunt . Behold my body , how Jews it dong3 ...
... head , arms , and thees , 1 Behold of me nothing thou sees But sorrow and pine : 2 Thus was I spilt , Man , for thy guilt , And not for mine . Now sing we , as we were wont , Vexilla regis prodeunt . Behold my body , how Jews it dong3 ...
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... head to dine next noon , Just at the stroke when my veins start and spread , Set on my soul an everlasting head . Then am I ready , like a palmer fit , To tread those blest paths which before I writ . What Is Our Life ? What is our life ...
... head to dine next noon , Just at the stroke when my veins start and spread , Set on my soul an everlasting head . Then am I ready , like a palmer fit , To tread those blest paths which before I writ . What Is Our Life ? What is our life ...
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... head have crowned , I seek with garlands to redress that wrong : Through every garden , every mead , I gather flowers ( my fruits are only flowers ) Dismantling all the fragrant towers That once adorned my shepherdess's head . And now ...
... head have crowned , I seek with garlands to redress that wrong : Through every garden , every mead , I gather flowers ( my fruits are only flowers ) Dismantling all the fragrant towers That once adorned my shepherdess's head . And now ...
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