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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furnace : the noise of the hammer and the anvil is ever in his ears , and his eyes look still upon the pattern of the thing that he maketh ; he setteth his mind to finish his work , and watcheth to polish it perfectly : 29 So doth the ...
furnace : the noise of the hammer and the anvil is ever in his ears , and his eyes look still upon the pattern of the thing that he maketh ; he setteth his mind to finish his work , and watcheth to polish it perfectly : 29 So doth the ...
Page 109
Now this , now that , he tasteth tenderly , Yet none of them he rudely doth disorder , Thus the fresh Clarion , being readie dight , Ne with his feete their silken leaves deUnto his journey did himselfe addresse , face ; And with good ...
Now this , now that , he tasteth tenderly , Yet none of them he rudely doth disorder , Thus the fresh Clarion , being readie dight , Ne with his feete their silken leaves deUnto his journey did himselfe addresse , face ; And with good ...
Page 335
-But there's a Tree , of many , one , A single Field which I have looked upon , Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ?
-But there's a Tree , of many , one , A single Field which I have looked upon , Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ?
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