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And though they lie beneath the waves , Or sleep within the churchyard dim , ( Ah
! through how many different graves ... Yet every grave gives up its dead Ere it is
overgrown with grass ; Then why should hopeless tears be shed , Or need we ...
And though they lie beneath the waves , Or sleep within the churchyard dim , ( Ah
! through how many different graves ... Yet every grave gives up its dead Ere it is
overgrown with grass ; Then why should hopeless tears be shed , Or need we ...
Página 277
dumbAn April burst of girls and boys , Their rainbowed cloud of glooms and joys
Born with their songs , gone with their toys ; Nor ever is its stillness stirred By purr
of eat , or chirp of bird , The grave grows green , the flowers bloom fair ...
dumbAn April burst of girls and boys , Their rainbowed cloud of glooms and joys
Born with their songs , gone with their toys ; Nor ever is its stillness stirred By purr
of eat , or chirp of bird , The grave grows green , the flowers bloom fair ...
Página 280
Time's shadows like the shuttle flee , And dark howe'er life's night may be ,
Beyond the grave I ' ll meet with thee , Casa Wappy ! DAVID MACBETH OIR . And
though , perchance , a smile may gleam Of casual mirth , It doth not own , whate'
er ...
Time's shadows like the shuttle flee , And dark howe'er life's night may be ,
Beyond the grave I ' ll meet with thee , Casa Wappy ! DAVID MACBETH OIR . And
though , perchance , a smile may gleam Of casual mirth , It doth not own , whate'
er ...
Página 288
... father's towers ; He promised me a wedding - ring , The wedding - day was
fixed to - morrow ; Now he is wedded to his grave , Alas , his watery grave , in
Yarrow ! Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes , And fondly broods with miser
care !
... father's towers ; He promised me a wedding - ring , The wedding - day was
fixed to - morrow ; Now he is wedded to his grave , Alas , his watery grave , in
Yarrow ! Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes , And fondly broods with miser
care !
Página 289
Black his hair as the winter night , White his neck as the summer snow , Ruddy
his face as the morning light ; Cold he lies in the grave below . My love is dead ,
etc. Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note ; Quick in dance as thought can be ...
Black his hair as the winter night , White his neck as the summer snow , Ruddy
his face as the morning light ; Cold he lies in the grave below . My love is dead ,
etc. Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note ; Quick in dance as thought can be ...
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arms bear beauty bells beneath bird Book breast breath bright child close clouds cold comes dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fall fear feel feet field fire flowers give grave green grow hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hope hour King kiss land leaves light lips live look Lord lost mind morning mother nature never night o'er once pain pass peace poor rest rise rose round seemed SHAKESPEARE shine side silent sing sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stand stars summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought Till tree true turned voice waters wave wild wind wings young
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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