Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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... hath in her own natural kind , And , even with something of a mother's mind And no unworthy aim , The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster - child , her inmate Man , Forget the glories he hath known , And that imperial ...
... hath in her own natural kind , And , even with something of a mother's mind And no unworthy aim , The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster - child , her inmate Man , Forget the glories he hath known , And that imperial ...
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... hath penance done , And penance more will do . ' The Polar Spirit's fel- low - demons , the invisible inhabitants of ... hath been accorded to the Polar Spirit , who returneth southward . The Mariner hath been cast inco a trance ; PART ...
... hath penance done , And penance more will do . ' The Polar Spirit's fel- low - demons , the invisible inhabitants of ... hath been accorded to the Polar Spirit , who returneth southward . The Mariner hath been cast inco a trance ; PART ...
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... hath his share of good : If a prisoner he be in the broad daylight , He is lord in the dark greenwood ! Nor lonely the bird , nor his ghastly mate , They are each unto each a pride : Thrice fonder , perhaps , since a strange , dark fate ...
... hath his share of good : If a prisoner he be in the broad daylight , He is lord in the dark greenwood ! Nor lonely the bird , nor his ghastly mate , They are each unto each a pride : Thrice fonder , perhaps , since a strange , dark fate ...
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