The Book of Living Verse: Limited to the Chief PoetsLouis Untermeyer |
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... grave ; Such end true lovers have . His face is fair as heaven When springing buds unfold ; Oh , why to him was't given , Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast is love's all - worshiped tomb Where all love's pilgrims come . Bring me ...
... grave ; Such end true lovers have . His face is fair as heaven When springing buds unfold ; Oh , why to him was't given , Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast is love's all - worshiped tomb Where all love's pilgrims come . Bring me ...
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... grave of thy thousand graves , Those pure cold populous graves of thine , Wrought without hand in a world without stain . I shall sleep , and move with the moving ships , Change as the winds change , veer in the tide ; My lips will ...
... grave of thy thousand graves , Those pure cold populous graves of thine , Wrought without hand in a world without stain . I shall sleep , and move with the moving ships , Change as the winds change , veer in the tide ; My lips will ...
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... grave ; I saw you from that very window there , Making the gravel leap and leap in air , Leap up , like that , like that , and land so lightly And roll back down the mound beside the hole . I thought , Who is that man ? I didn't know ...
... grave ; I saw you from that very window there , Making the gravel leap and leap in air , Leap up , like that , like that , and land so lightly And roll back down the mound beside the hole . I thought , Who is that man ? I didn't know ...
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OLD ENGLISH BALLADS | 3 |
OR THE TWO SISTERS | 10 |
THE WIFE OF USHERS WELL | 16 |
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