Poems of William WordsworthCaxton House, 1978 - 438 páginas |
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... trees , And calls you forth again ! This plot of orchard - ground is ours ; My trees they are , my Sister's flowers ; Here rest your wings when they are weary ; Here lodge as in a sanctuary ! Come often to us , fear no wrong ; Sit near ...
... trees , And calls you forth again ! This plot of orchard - ground is ours ; My trees they are , my Sister's flowers ; Here rest your wings when they are weary ; Here lodge as in a sanctuary ! Come often to us , fear no wrong ; Sit near ...
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... TREES THERE is a Yew - tree , pride of Lorton Vale , Which to this day stands single , in the midst Of its own darkness , as it stood of yore ; Not loth to furnish weapons for the bands Of Umfraville or Percy ere they marched To ...
... TREES THERE is a Yew - tree , pride of Lorton Vale , Which to this day stands single , in the midst Of its own darkness , as it stood of yore ; Not loth to furnish weapons for the bands Of Umfraville or Percy ere they marched To ...
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... trees , Lay round me , scattered like a flock of sheep— I heard the murmur and the murmuring sound , In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease ; and , of its joy secure , The heart luxuriates with indifferent things ...
... trees , Lay round me , scattered like a flock of sheep— I heard the murmur and the murmuring sound , In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease ; and , of its joy secure , The heart luxuriates with indifferent things ...
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