Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 4W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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Page 1599
... WEEP for Adonais - he is dead ! O weep for Adonais , though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head ! And thou , sad Hour selected from all years To mourn our loss , rouse thy obscure compeers , And teach them thine own ...
... WEEP for Adonais - he is dead ! O weep for Adonais , though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head ! And thou , sad Hour selected from all years To mourn our loss , rouse thy obscure compeers , And teach them thine own ...
Page 1784
... weep before you ! They are weary ere they run : They have never seen the sunshine , nor the glory Which is brighter ... weep ! let them weep ! They look up with their pale and sunken faces , 1784 ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING.
... weep before you ! They are weary ere they run : They have never seen the sunshine , nor the glory Which is brighter ... weep ! let them weep ! They look up with their pale and sunken faces , 1784 ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING.
Page 2054
... weep , weep and weep , dolt and slave ! Hark from wasted moor and fen , Feverous alley , workhouse den , Swells the wail of Saxon men- Work ! or the grave ! WEE For pauper , Down , down , down and downl With idler , knave and tyrant ...
... weep , weep and weep , dolt and slave ! Hark from wasted moor and fen , Feverous alley , workhouse den , Swells the wail of Saxon men- Work ! or the grave ! WEE For pauper , Down , down , down and downl With idler , knave and tyrant ...
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beauty beneath breast breath bright brow Browning burning calm Camelot cloud cold Dark Rosaleen Dark Tower dead dear death deep dream earth Elizabeth Barrett Browning EMILY BRONTË ENDYMION ENGLAND Excalibur eyes face fair fall fear flowers gaze gleam gloom golden gone grave hand hath haunted hear heard heart heaven hope human King King Arthur lady Lady of Shalott Lars Porsena leave light lips live Locksley Hall look mighty moon morn never night o'er once pain pale passion PIPPA PASSES poem poet River Lee rose round Saturn seemed shadow Shalott shore sigh silent sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood sweet tears thee thine things thought turned voice wandering wave weary weep whisper wild wind wings young youth