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Página 134
Some asked me where the Rubies grew , And nothing I did say , But with my
finger pointed to The lips of Julia . The Rock of Rubies , and the Quarrie of Pearls
. R. HERRICK We call it only pretty Fanny's way . An Elegy ! o an Old Beauty .
Some asked me where the Rubies grew , And nothing I did say , But with my
finger pointed to The lips of Julia . The Rock of Rubies , and the Quarrie of Pearls
. R. HERRICK We call it only pretty Fanny's way . An Elegy ! o an Old Beauty .
Página 141
... Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes . It is not Beauty I demand , A crystal brow , the
moon's despair , Nor the snow's daughter , a white hand , Nor mermaid's yellow
pride of hair : THOMAS CAREW . Tell me not of your starry eyes , Your lips LOVE
.
... Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes . It is not Beauty I demand , A crystal brow , the
moon's despair , Nor the snow's daughter , a white hand , Nor mermaid's yellow
pride of hair : THOMAS CAREW . Tell me not of your starry eyes , Your lips LOVE
.
Página 142
Tell me not of your starry eyes , Your lips that seem on roses fed , Your breasts ,
where Cupid tumbling lies Nor sleeps for kissing of his bed , Honor maintaining ,
Meanness disdaining , Still entertaining , Engaging and new . Neat , but not ...
Tell me not of your starry eyes , Your lips that seem on roses fed , Your breasts ,
where Cupid tumbling lies Nor sleeps for kissing of his bed , Honor maintaining ,
Meanness disdaining , Still entertaining , Engaging and new . Neat , but not ...
Página 144
Charms you call your dearest blessing , Lips that thrill at your caressing , Eyes a
mutual soul confessing , Soon you ' ll make them grow Dim , and worthless your
possessing , Not with age , but woe ! ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER . THOMAS ...
Charms you call your dearest blessing , Lips that thrill at your caressing , Eyes a
mutual soul confessing , Soon you ' ll make them grow Dim , and worthless your
possessing , Not with age , but woe ! ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER . THOMAS ...
Página 148
... like sunshine over the ground ; And ever I see her soft white fingers Searching
after the bud she found . If I were what the words are , And love were like the tune
, With double sound and single Delight our lips would mingle , With kisses glad ...
... like sunshine over the ground ; And ever I see her soft white fingers Searching
after the bud she found . If I were what the words are , And love were like the tune
, With double sound and single Delight our lips would mingle , With kisses glad ...
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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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