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I suppose it is not necessary to give a reason for adding another to the collections
of this nature , already in print . They abound in every language , for the simple
reason that there is a demand for them . German literature , prolific as it is in ...
I suppose it is not necessary to give a reason for adding another to the collections
of this nature , already in print . They abound in every language , for the simple
reason that there is a demand for them . German literature , prolific as it is in ...
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But 0 , what charm or magic numbers She had a rustic , woodland air , Can give
me back the gentle slumbers And she was wildly clad ; Those weary , happy days
did leave ? Her eyes were fair , and very fair ; When by my bed I saw my mother ...
But 0 , what charm or magic numbers She had a rustic , woodland air , Can give
me back the gentle slumbers And she was wildly clad ; Those weary , happy days
did leave ? Her eyes were fair , and very fair ; When by my bed I saw my mother ...
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I feel this place was made for her ; To give new pleasure like the past , Continued
long as life shall last . Nor am I loath , though pleased at heart , Sweet Highland
Girl ! from thee to part ; For 1 , methinks , till I grow old As fair before me shall ...
I feel this place was made for her ; To give new pleasure like the past , Continued
long as life shall last . Nor am I loath , though pleased at heart , Sweet Highland
Girl ! from thee to part ; For 1 , methinks , till I grow old As fair before me shall ...
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Ay , give the slippery juice That drippeth from the grape thrown loose Within the
tun ; Plucked from beneath the cliff Of sunny - sided Teneriffe , And ripened '
neath the blink Of India's sun ! Peat whiskey hot , Tempered with well - boiled
water !
Ay , give the slippery juice That drippeth from the grape thrown loose Within the
tun ; Plucked from beneath the cliff Of sunny - sided Teneriffe , And ripened '
neath the blink Of India's sun ! Peat whiskey hot , Tempered with well - boiled
water !
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TEMP . HENRY VIII . GIVE place , ye lovers , here before That spent your boasts
and brags in vain ; My lady's beauty passeth more The best of yours , I dare well
sayen , Thau doth the sun the candle - light , Or brightest day the darkest night .
TEMP . HENRY VIII . GIVE place , ye lovers , here before That spent your boasts
and brags in vain ; My lady's beauty passeth more The best of yours , I dare well
sayen , Thau doth the sun the candle - light , Or brightest day the darkest night .
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Información bibliográfica
| Título | A New Library of Poetry and Song |
| Editor | William Cullen Bryant |
| Edición | revisada |
| Editor | Doubleday, Page, 1918 |
| Procedencia del original | de la Universidad de Virginia |
| Digitalizado | 11 Jun. 2009 |
| Largo | 1062 páginas |
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