Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri [B. H. Kennedy, J. Riddell, and another], floribus legendisimpensis Georgii Bell in vico dicto Fleet Street, 1850 - 328 páginas |
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... wild anarchy ; so huge a rout Encumbered him with ruin . Hell at last Yawning received them whole , and on them closed ; Hell their fit habitation , fraught with fire Unquenchable , the house of woe and pain . MILTON . An Epitaph . He ...
... wild anarchy ; so huge a rout Encumbered him with ruin . Hell at last Yawning received them whole , and on them closed ; Hell their fit habitation , fraught with fire Unquenchable , the house of woe and pain . MILTON . An Epitaph . He ...
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... wild Lean - headed eagles yelp alone , and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope , and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water - smoke , That , like a broken purpose , waste in air : So waste not thou , but come ; for all the ...
... wild Lean - headed eagles yelp alone , and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope , and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water - smoke , That , like a broken purpose , waste in air : So waste not thou , but come ; for all the ...
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... wild waves flee ; They gallop along , With a roaring song , Away to the eager awaiting sea ! Down through the valleys , and over the rocks , And over the forests , the flood runs free ; And wherever it dashes , The oaks and the ashes ...
... wild waves flee ; They gallop along , With a roaring song , Away to the eager awaiting sea ! Down through the valleys , and over the rocks , And over the forests , the flood runs free ; And wherever it dashes , The oaks and the ashes ...
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... wild , And I were ne'er sae weary , O ! I'd meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie , O ! The hunter lo'es the mornin ' sun , To rouse the mountain deer , my jo ; At noon the fisher seeks the glen , Alang the burn to steer , my ...
... wild , And I were ne'er sae weary , O ! I'd meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie , O ! The hunter lo'es the mornin ' sun , To rouse the mountain deer , my jo ; At noon the fisher seeks the glen , Alang the burn to steer , my ...
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... wild and dreary , Draws nigh to its close ; Heart - broken and weary , I sigh for repose . The world shall caress thee , When I cease to be ; And suns rise to bless thee , Which smile not for me ; Jamqve Vale . Aetas si nivibus mihi ...
... wild and dreary , Draws nigh to its close ; Heart - broken and weary , I sigh for repose . The world shall caress thee , When I cease to be ; And suns rise to bless thee , Which smile not for me ; Jamqve Vale . Aetas si nivibus mihi ...