The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to KeatsJohn Wain Oxford University Press, 1986 - 511 pages |
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John Wain. They seemed to split the gales of air , And yet nor gale nor breeze was there . Unnumbered groves below them ... seemed to be hung ; For there they were seen on their downward plain marlèd ] variegated A thousand times and a ...
John Wain. They seemed to split the gales of air , And yet nor gale nor breeze was there . Unnumbered groves below them ... seemed to be hung ; For there they were seen on their downward plain marlèd ] variegated A thousand times and a ...
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... seemed born again ? Thus in his Father's sight the Boy grew up : And now , when he had reached his eighteenth year , He was his comfort and his daily hope . While in this sort the simple household lived From day to day , to Michael's ...
... seemed born again ? Thus in his Father's sight the Boy grew up : And now , when he had reached his eighteenth year , He was his comfort and his daily hope . While in this sort the simple household lived From day to day , to Michael's ...
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... seemed a sweeter tune . I walk adown the narrow lane , The nightingale is singing now , But like to me she seems at loss For Royce Wood and its shielding bough . I lean upon the window sill , The bees and summer happy seem ; Green ...
... seemed a sweeter tune . I walk adown the narrow lane , The nightingale is singing now , But like to me she seems at loss For Royce Wood and its shielding bough . I lean upon the window sill , The bees and summer happy seem ; Green ...
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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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