The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1918Arthur Quiller-Couch, Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch At the Clarendon Press, 1939 - Всего страниц: 1171 |
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... Rest in the bottom lay . For if I should ( said He ) Bestow this jewel also on My creature , He would adore My gifts instead of Me , And rest in Nature , not the God of Nature : So both should losers be . Yet let him keep the rest , But ...
... Rest in the bottom lay . For if I should ( said He ) Bestow this jewel also on My creature , He would adore My gifts instead of Me , And rest in Nature , not the God of Nature : So both should losers be . Yet let him keep the rest , But ...
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... rest ! NOT Cert , the rest ! For I would change each hour , like them , Were not my heart at rest . But I am tied to very thee By every thought I have ; Thy face I only care to see , Thy heart I only crave . All that in woman is adored ...
... rest ! NOT Cert , the rest ! For I would change each hour , like them , Were not my heart at rest . But I am tied to very thee By every thought I have ; Thy face I only care to see , Thy heart I only crave . All that in woman is adored ...
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... rest it is confest , By a ' the rest , that she sings best ; My Peggy sings sae saftly , And in her sangs are tauld , With innocence the wale of sense , At wawking of the fauld . WILLIAM OLDYS On a Fly drinking out of his Cup B USY ...
... rest it is confest , By a ' the rest , that she sings best ; My Peggy sings sae saftly , And in her sangs are tauld , With innocence the wale of sense , At wawking of the fauld . WILLIAM OLDYS On a Fly drinking out of his Cup B USY ...
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