Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... cold when I complain , And say that heat doth cause my pain , When cold doth shake me every vein , And both at once , I say again , It is impossible . That man that hath his heart away , If life liveth there , as men do say , That he ...
... cold when I complain , And say that heat doth cause my pain , When cold doth shake me every vein , And both at once , I say again , It is impossible . That man that hath his heart away , If life liveth there , as men do say , That he ...
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... cold ? His breast is love's all worshipped tomb , Where all love's pilgrims come . Bring me an axe and spade , Bring me a winding sheet ; When I my grave have made , Let winds and tempests beat : Then down I'll lie , as cold as clay ...
... cold ? His breast is love's all worshipped tomb , Where all love's pilgrims come . Bring me an axe and spade , Bring me a winding sheet ; When I my grave have made , Let winds and tempests beat : Then down I'll lie , as cold as clay ...
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... cold , it's bitter cold , " the Colour - Sergeant said . " What makes that front - rank man fall down ? " said Files - on- Parade . “ A touch o ' sun , a touch o ' sun , ” the Colour - Sergeant said . They are hangin ' Danny Deever ...
... cold , it's bitter cold , " the Colour - Sergeant said . " What makes that front - rank man fall down ? " said Files - on- Parade . “ A touch o ' sun , a touch o ' sun , ” the Colour - Sergeant said . They are hangin ' Danny Deever ...
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Six Centuries of Great Poetry: A Stunning Collection of Classic British ... Robert Penn Warren,Albert Erskine No preview available - 1992 |
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