Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... dark or night . Others rejoice that see the fire so bright And wene to play in it as they do pretend , And find the contrary of it that they intend . Alas , of that sort I may be by right , For to withstand her look I am not able ; Yet ...
... dark or night . Others rejoice that see the fire so bright And wene to play in it as they do pretend , And find the contrary of it that they intend . Alas , of that sort I may be by right , For to withstand her look I am not able ; Yet ...
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... dark verge of life The twilight of eternal day . When on My Bed When on my bed the moonlight falls , I know that in thy place of rest By that broad water of the west , There comes a glory on the walls : Thy marble bright in dark appears ...
... dark verge of life The twilight of eternal day . When on My Bed When on my bed the moonlight falls , I know that in thy place of rest By that broad water of the west , There comes a glory on the walls : Thy marble bright in dark appears ...
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... Dark night is all his own , That strange and solemn thing . Which are more full of fate : The stars ; or those sad eyes ? Which are more still and great : Those brows , or the dark skies ? Although his whole heart yearn In passionate ...
... Dark night is all his own , That strange and solemn thing . Which are more full of fate : The stars ; or those sad eyes ? Which are more still and great : Those brows , or the dark skies ? Although his whole heart yearn In passionate ...
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