Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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Page 1079
... Give me a storm , if it be love : Like Danaë in that golden shower , I'll swim in pleasure ; if it prove Disdain , that torrent will devour My vulture hopes ; and he's possessed Of Heaven , that is from Hell released . Then crown my ...
... Give me a storm , if it be love : Like Danaë in that golden shower , I'll swim in pleasure ; if it prove Disdain , that torrent will devour My vulture hopes ; and he's possessed Of Heaven , that is from Hell released . Then crown my ...
Page 1289
... give me my reward ! " He left the pilgrim and his way aborde . ' Virgin and holy Saints who sit in gloure , * Or give the mighty will , or give the good man power ! A short surplice worn by friars of inferior class . - Chatterton . 2 A ...
... give me my reward ! " He left the pilgrim and his way aborde . ' Virgin and holy Saints who sit in gloure , * Or give the mighty will , or give the good man power ! A short surplice worn by friars of inferior class . - Chatterton . 2 A ...
Page 1484
... give thee a silver pound To row us o'er the ferry ! " " Now who be ye , would cross Lochgyle , This dark and stormy water ? ” " Oh , I'm the chief of Ulva's isle , And this , Lord Ullin's daughter . " And fast before her father's men ...
... give thee a silver pound To row us o'er the ferry ! " " Now who be ye , would cross Lochgyle , This dark and stormy water ? ” " Oh , I'm the chief of Ulva's isle , And this , Lord Ullin's daughter . " And fast before her father's men ...
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