A Life: Collected PoemsBlackwood, 1981 - Всего страниц: 413 |
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... rises up again To renew his onslaught on the window pane . The man at the desk watches his every motion , With mixed ... rise above necessity . Then , suddenly , by some miracle , the sound Ceases , and all is peace within the room : The ...
... rises up again To renew his onslaught on the window pane . The man at the desk watches his every motion , With mixed ... rise above necessity . Then , suddenly , by some miracle , the sound Ceases , and all is peace within the room : The ...
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... rise from a furrow into flight , a spire pricks the horizon : Steeple Claydon , a country lane leads into the beckoning distance and we move on through pastoral Buckinghamshire : Swanbourne and a touzled wood of oaks , rooks foraging ...
... rise from a furrow into flight , a spire pricks the horizon : Steeple Claydon , a country lane leads into the beckoning distance and we move on through pastoral Buckinghamshire : Swanbourne and a touzled wood of oaks , rooks foraging ...
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... rising high and higher . The church smells sweet of Easter flowers , The altar frontal is of white ; There is an air ... Rises like a face out of the past : A reproach : an orb perfect and yellowing That grows like terror or fear , Swims ...
... rising high and higher . The church smells sweet of Easter flowers , The altar frontal is of white ; There is an air ... Rises like a face out of the past : A reproach : an orb perfect and yellowing That grows like terror or fear , Swims ...
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Preface | 1 |
The Shadows on the Glass | 7 |
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