A Life: Collected PoemsBlackwood, 1981 - Всего страниц: 413 |
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... lost its standards in most fields . I do not go so far as my friend Auden as to say that ' there is something lifeless , even false , about systematic criticism ' ; but it is certainly a duty to ignore the kind of criticism that has lost ...
... lost its standards in most fields . I do not go so far as my friend Auden as to say that ' there is something lifeless , even false , about systematic criticism ' ; but it is certainly a duty to ignore the kind of criticism that has lost ...
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... lost among the millions who fight in modern war , emerges with a sense of lost identity . into a world given up to gangsters , where force and fraud and lack of decency and evident brutality prevail- a world in which he has lost his way ...
... lost among the millions who fight in modern war , emerges with a sense of lost identity . into a world given up to gangsters , where force and fraud and lack of decency and evident brutality prevail- a world in which he has lost his way ...
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... lost the distant surf , once so confident , I have lost my way , navigating towards the end Without compass or star , without faith or any hope . Coming indoors , ' Summer is at an end , ' I say , ' It is already autumn , it might be ...
... lost the distant surf , once so confident , I have lost my way , navigating towards the end Without compass or star , without faith or any hope . Coming indoors , ' Summer is at an end , ' I say , ' It is already autumn , it might be ...
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Preface | 1 |
The Shadows on the Glass | 7 |
Ode on Hearing a Bird Singing over the Sea | 13 |
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