Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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Page 1083
... sing by rote , Fancying that that harmed me : Yet when this thought doth come- Love is the perfect sum Of all delight . I have no other choice Either for pen or voice To sing or write . O Love , they wrong thee much That say thy 1083 ...
... sing by rote , Fancying that that harmed me : Yet when this thought doth come- Love is the perfect sum Of all delight . I have no other choice Either for pen or voice To sing or write . O Love , they wrong thee much That say thy 1083 ...
Page 1093
... sing in endless morn of light ! L'Allegro ENCE , loathed Melancholy , Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born , In Stygian cave forlorn , ' Mongst horrid shapes , and shrieks and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell , Where ...
... sing in endless morn of light ! L'Allegro ENCE , loathed Melancholy , Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born , In Stygian cave forlorn , ' Mongst horrid shapes , and shrieks and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell , Where ...
Page 1284
... SING unto my roundelay , O drop the briny tear with me ; Dance no more at holyday , Like a running river be : My love is dead , Gone to his death - bed All under the willow - tree . 2 Black his cryne ' as the winter night , White his ...
... SING unto my roundelay , O drop the briny tear with me ; Dance no more at holyday , Like a running river be : My love is dead , Gone to his death - bed All under the willow - tree . 2 Black his cryne ' as the winter night , White his ...
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