The Book of Living Verse: Limited to the Chief PoetsLouis Untermeyer |
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... bring ; Parrots may thank us , if they are not mute , They go upon the score . Man is all symmetry , Full of proportions , one limb to another , And all to all the world besides ; Each part may call the farthest , brother , For head ...
... bring ; Parrots may thank us , if they are not mute , They go upon the score . Man is all symmetry , Full of proportions , one limb to another , And all to all the world besides ; Each part may call the farthest , brother , For head ...
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... Brings me yew to deck my grave ; Such end true lovers have . His face is fair as heaven When springing buds unfold ... Bring me a winding - sheet ; When I my grave have made , Let winds and tempests beat : Then down I'll lie , as cold ...
... Brings me yew to deck my grave ; Such end true lovers have . His face is fair as heaven When springing buds unfold ... Bring me a winding - sheet ; When I my grave have made , Let winds and tempests beat : Then down I'll lie , as cold ...
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... Bring me my arrows of desire ! Bring me my spear ! O clouds , unfold ! Bring me my chariot of fire ! I will not cease from mental fight , Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand , Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant ...
... Bring me my arrows of desire ! Bring me my spear ! O clouds , unfold ! Bring me my chariot of fire ! I will not cease from mental fight , Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand , Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant ...
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OLD ENGLISH BALLADS | 3 |
OR THE TWO SISTERS | 10 |
THE WIFE OF USHERS WELL | 16 |
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Annabel Lee beauty beneath bird blow breast breath bright Camelot cloud dark dead dear death deep door doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fear flowers gold golden golden girls grass grave green hair hand hath head hear heard heart heaven HOUNDS OF SPRING hour Israfel Kallyope king King Arthur kiss lady Lady of Shalott laugh leaves light lips Listen live look Lord Lord Randal lovers moon never night o'er once pain pale pass praise ring road to Mandalay rose round shadow sighs silent sing Sir Bedivere Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit stars strange sweet T. S. Eliot tears thee thine things thou art thought tree voice wandering waves weary weep whoop whoop wild Willy willy wind wings