The Rhyming River: An Anthology of Verse, Volumen4 |
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Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms burdi Helen dropt , And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair , When my Love dropt and spak nae mair ?
Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms burdi Helen dropt , And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair , When my Love dropt and spak nae mair ?
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We have triumphed : this achievement turns the bane to antidote , Unsuccesses to success , Many thought - worn eyes and morrows to a morrow free of thought . ' No more need we corn and clothing , feel of old terrestrial stress ; Chill ...
We have triumphed : this achievement turns the bane to antidote , Unsuccesses to success , Many thought - worn eyes and morrows to a morrow free of thought . ' No more need we corn and clothing , feel of old terrestrial stress ; Chill ...
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A foolish thought , to say a sorry sight . Macbeth . There's one did laugh in's sleep , and one cried ' Murder ! That they did wake each other : I stood and heard them : But they did say their prayers , and addrest them Again to sleep ...
A foolish thought , to say a sorry sight . Macbeth . There's one did laugh in's sleep , and one cried ' Murder ! That they did wake each other : I stood and heard them : But they did say their prayers , and addrest them Again to sleep ...
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The Wind and the Rain William Shakespeare | 4 |
Poor Rumble James Reeves ΙΟ | 12 |
The Daniel Jazz Vachel Lindsay | 18 |
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