The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1900Arthur Quiller-Couch Clarendon Press, 1915 - Всего страниц: 1083 |
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... sound , now sick , now blyth , now sary , Now dansand mirry , now like to die : - Timor Mortis conturbat me . No state in Erd here standis sicker ; As with the wynd wavis the wicker So wannis this world's vanitie : - Timor Mortis ...
... sound , now sick , now blyth , now sary , Now dansand mirry , now like to die : - Timor Mortis conturbat me . No state in Erd here standis sicker ; As with the wynd wavis the wicker So wannis this world's vanitie : - Timor Mortis ...
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... sound , The flood of Life doth flow ; Upon whose banks on every side The wood of Life doth grow . There trees for evermore bear fruit , And evermore do spring ; There evermore the angels sit , And evermore do sing . Our Lady sings ...
... sound , The flood of Life doth flow ; Upon whose banks on every side The wood of Life doth grow . There trees for evermore bear fruit , And evermore do spring ; There evermore the angels sit , And evermore do sing . Our Lady sings ...
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... sound chaste wings obey . But thou shrieking harbinger , Foul precurrer of the fiend , Augur of the fever's end , To this troop come thou not near . From this session interdict Every fowl of tyrant wing Save the eagle , feather'd king ...
... sound chaste wings obey . But thou shrieking harbinger , Foul precurrer of the fiend , Augur of the fever's end , To this troop come thou not near . From this session interdict Every fowl of tyrant wing Save the eagle , feather'd king ...
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... sound . Give me a look , give me a face That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing , hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all th ' adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes , but not my heart . 186 . 187 ...
... sound . Give me a look , give me a face That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing , hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all th ' adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes , but not my heart . 186 . 187 ...
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... sound . Pan , O great god Pan , to thee Thus do we sing ! Thou who keep'st us chaste and free As the young spring : Ever be thy honour spoke From that place the morn is broke To that place day doth unyoke ! Away , Delights ! AWAY ...
... sound . Pan , O great god Pan , to thee Thus do we sing ! Thou who keep'st us chaste and free As the young spring : Ever be thy honour spoke From that place the morn is broke To that place day doth unyoke ! Away , Delights ! AWAY ...
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