Collins Albatross Book of VerseLouis Untermeyer Collins, 1960 - 672 páginas |
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Página 111
... hath she now deserved ? THE LOVER REJOICETH THAT HE HATH BROKEN THE SNARES OF LOVE Tangled was I in Love's snare , Oppressed with pain , torment with care ; Of grief right sure , of joy quite bare , Clean in despair by cruelty . But ha ...
... hath she now deserved ? THE LOVER REJOICETH THAT HE HATH BROKEN THE SNARES OF LOVE Tangled was I in Love's snare , Oppressed with pain , torment with care ; Of grief right sure , of joy quite bare , Clean in despair by cruelty . But ha ...
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... hath my heart , and I have his , By just exchange one for another given : I hold his dear , and mine he cannot miss , There never was a better bargain driven : My true - love hath my heart , and I have his . His heart in me keeps him ...
... hath my heart , and I have his , By just exchange one for another given : I hold his dear , and mine he cannot miss , There never was a better bargain driven : My true - love hath my heart , and I have his . His heart in me keeps him ...
Página 189
... hath private amity , And both with moons and tides . Nothing hath got so far , But man hath caught and kept it as his prey ; His eyes dismount the highest star ; He is in little all the sphere ; Herbs gladly cure our flesh , because ...
... hath private amity , And both with moons and tides . Nothing hath got so far , But man hath caught and kept it as his prey ; His eyes dismount the highest star ; He is in little all the sphere ; Herbs gladly cure our flesh , because ...
Contenido
EARLY BALLADS | 25 |
EARLY SONGS | 60 |
THE FOURTEENTH TO SIXTEENTH CENTURIES | 79 |
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Términos y frases comunes
A. E. Housman Annabel Lee beauty birds blow breast breath bright Childe Harold's Pilgrimage Childe Maurice cloud dance dark dead dear death delight dost doth dream dust earth eternal eyes fair fear feet fire flowers give Glasgerion golden grass grave green hair hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven HOUNDS OF SPRING Israfel King kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord Lord Randal love's lover Lycidas moon morning never night nymph o'er pale poems praise rain Ralph Hodgson rose round shadow shining sigh silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile soft song sonnet soul sound spirit spring stars sweet T. S. Eliot tears tell thee thine things thou art thought tree twas verse voice W. B. Yeats weep wild wind wings youth