The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to KeatsJohn Wain Oxford University Press, 1986 - 511 pages |
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... hath said , This is my own , my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned , As home his footsteps he hath turned , From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe , go , mark him well ; For him no Minstrel ...
... hath said , This is my own , my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned , As home his footsteps he hath turned , From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe , go , mark him well ; For him no Minstrel ...
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... hath been accorded to the Polar Spirit , who returneth southward . The Sun , right up above the mast , Had fixed her to the ocean : But in a minute she ' gan stir , With a short uneasy motion- Backwards and forwards half her length With ...
... hath been accorded to the Polar Spirit , who returneth southward . The Sun , right up above the mast , Had fixed her to the ocean : But in a minute she ' gan stir , With a short uneasy motion- Backwards and forwards half her length With ...
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... hath blown a gale all day , At evening it hath died away . On deck the Rover takes his stand , So dark it is they see no land ; Quoth Sir Ralph , ' It will be lighter soon , For there is the dawn of the rising Moon . ' ' Canst hear ...
... hath blown a gale all day , At evening it hath died away . On deck the Rover takes his stand , So dark it is they see no land ; Quoth Sir Ralph , ' It will be lighter soon , For there is the dawn of the rising Moon . ' ' Canst hear ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL Of Dorset 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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