The New Golden Treasury of English VerseEdward Leeson Macmillan, 1980 - 506 páginas |
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... leaf , a cloud ! I fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee : tameless , and swift , and proud . V Make me thy lyre , even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling ...
... leaf , a cloud ! I fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee : tameless , and swift , and proud . V Make me thy lyre , even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling ...
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... leaves me fifty more . And since to look at things in bloom Fifty springs are little room , About the woodlands I will go To see the cherry hung with snow . ON WENLOCK EDGE the wood's in trouble ; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves ...
... leaves me fifty more . And since to look at things in bloom Fifty springs are little room , About the woodlands I will go To see the cherry hung with snow . ON WENLOCK EDGE the wood's in trouble ; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves ...
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Edward Leeson. From THE BURNING OF THE LEAVES Now is the time for the burning of the leaves . They go to the fire ; the nostril pricks with smoke Wandering slowly into a weeping mist . Brittle and blotched , ragged and rotten sheaves ! A ...
Edward Leeson. From THE BURNING OF THE LEAVES Now is the time for the burning of the leaves . They go to the fire ; the nostril pricks with smoke Wandering slowly into a weeping mist . Brittle and blotched , ragged and rotten sheaves ! A ...
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Anonymous | 1 |
From Troilus and Criseyde | 10 |
John Skelton ?14601529 | 19 |
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Otras 65 secciones no mostradas
Términos y frases comunes
Adlestrop beauty Beeny beneath bird blood breast breath bright clouds Colour-Sergeant dance Danny Deever dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth echo ring eternal ev'ry eyes face fair fall fear fire flame flowers forto grace Grantchester green GRONGAR HILL hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honour Hymen kings kiss land leaves light live look Lord lute Lycidas mind moon morning Muse ne'er never NICHOLAS BRETON night nymphs o'er peace pleasure pow'r praise pride rest rose round Samian wine shade shadow shine sigh sight sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine things thought Timor mortis conturbat Tiresias trees twas unto voice vrom W. B. YEATS weep wild wind woods youth