Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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ANONYMOUS ENGLAND , 1602 Madrigal Y Love in her attire doth show her wit , It doth so well become her ; MIt MY For every season she hath dressings fit , For Winter , Spring , and Summer . No beauty she doth miss When all her robes are ...
ANONYMOUS ENGLAND , 1602 Madrigal Y Love in her attire doth show her wit , It doth so well become her ; MIt MY For every season she hath dressings fit , For Winter , Spring , and Summer . No beauty she doth miss When all her robes are ...
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... doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream ; And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole , Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east . Meanwhile ...
... doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream ; And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole , Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east . Meanwhile ...
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... doth clear . Dear , beauteous Death ! the jewel of the Just , Shining nowhere , but in the dark ; What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust , Could man outlook that mark ! And yet as Angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul , when man ...
... doth clear . Dear , beauteous Death ! the jewel of the Just , Shining nowhere , but in the dark ; What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust , Could man outlook that mark ! And yet as Angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul , when man ...
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Alexander Pope angel auld auld lang syne beauty beneath bird breast breath bright Brignall brow charm Christabel clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight divine doth dread dream earth ENGLAND eyes face fair fame fear fire flew flowers frae grace grave green grief hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hill hour Hudibras lady light live look Lord lord of Ross loud Lycidas Milton moon morn ne'er never night o'er pain Paradise Lost pleasure poem poet poetry praise pride Robin Adair Roland de Vaux rose round SCOTLAND shade sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit star stood sweet tears tell thee thine things Thomas Lake Harris thou art thought tinkler twas verse voice waves weary weep wild wind wings woods youth