Word from England: An Anthology of Prose and Poetry, Compiled for the King's Forces |
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Wings from the wind , to please her mind , Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird , prune thy wing ! nightingale , sing ! To give my Love good - morrow ! To give my Love good - morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow . Thomas Heywood .
Wings from the wind , to please her mind , Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird , prune thy wing ! nightingale , sing ! To give my Love good - morrow ! To give my Love good - morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow . Thomas Heywood .
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Caught in the meshy snare , in vain they beat Their useless wings , intangled more and more : Nor on the surges of the boundless air , Tho ' born triumphant , are they safe ; the gun , Glanc'd just , and sudden , from the fowler's eye ...
Caught in the meshy snare , in vain they beat Their useless wings , intangled more and more : Nor on the surges of the boundless air , Tho ' born triumphant , are they safe ; the gun , Glanc'd just , and sudden , from the fowler's eye ...
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Wings When the boy , much took With pleasure of his wings , his Guide forsook : And ravished with desire of heaven , aloft Ascends . The odour - yielding wax more soft By the swift Sun's vicinity then grew : Which late his feathers did ...
Wings When the boy , much took With pleasure of his wings , his Guide forsook : And ravished with desire of heaven , aloft Ascends . The odour - yielding wax more soft By the swift Sun's vicinity then grew : Which late his feathers did ...
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