Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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Hereat the hardest stones were seen to bleed , And groans of buried ghosts the heavens did pierce : Where Homer's spright did tremble all for grief , And cursed the access of that celestial thief . And when our bottles and all we Are ...
Hereat the hardest stones were seen to bleed , And groans of buried ghosts the heavens did pierce : Where Homer's spright did tremble all for grief , And cursed the access of that celestial thief . And when our bottles and all we Are ...
Page 346
And she heard a song , she head it sung , She kenn'd not where ; but sae sweetly They came , they pass'd , and backward flew , Like floods of blossoms gliding on , In moment seen , in moment gone . O , never vales to mortal view ...
And she heard a song , she head it sung , She kenn'd not where ; but sae sweetly They came , they pass'd , and backward flew , Like floods of blossoms gliding on , In moment seen , in moment gone . O , never vales to mortal view ...
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... and hope was dead ; When scarce was remember'd Kilmeny's When a month and a day had come and gane , Kilmeny sought the green - wood wene ; There laid her down on the leaves sae green , And Kilmeny on earth was never mair seen .
... and hope was dead ; When scarce was remember'd Kilmeny's When a month and a day had come and gane , Kilmeny sought the green - wood wene ; There laid her down on the leaves sae green , And Kilmeny on earth was never mair seen .
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