Specimens of English Poetry and Prose: Wybor Poezji i Prozy Angielskiej, Volúmenes1-2Państwowe Wydawn. Naukowe, 1964 |
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... wind and the rain ; By swaggering could I never thrive , For the rain it raineth overy day . A great while ago the world begun , With hey , ho , the wind and the rain ; But that's all one , our play is done , And we'll strive to please ...
... wind and the rain ; By swaggering could I never thrive , For the rain it raineth overy day . A great while ago the world begun , With hey , ho , the wind and the rain ; But that's all one , our play is done , And we'll strive to please ...
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... wind blew as ' twad blawn its last ; The rattling show'rs rose on the blast ; The speedy gleams the darkness swallowed ; Loud , deep , and lang the thunder bellowed : That night , a child might understand , The Deil had business on his ...
... wind blew as ' twad blawn its last ; The rattling show'rs rose on the blast ; The speedy gleams the darkness swallowed ; Loud , deep , and lang the thunder bellowed : That night , a child might understand , The Deil had business on his ...
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... wind ; Or on a half - reap'd furrow sound asleep , Drowsed with the fume of poppies , while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ...
... wind ; Or on a half - reap'd furrow sound asleep , Drowsed with the fume of poppies , while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ...
Términos y frases comunes
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