The New Golden Treasury of English VerseEdward Leeson |
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... bird's nest may know At first sight , if the bird be flown ; But what fair well or grove he sings in now , That is to him unknown . And yet , as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul , when man doth sleep ; So some strange ...
... bird's nest may know At first sight , if the bird be flown ; But what fair well or grove he sings in now , That is to him unknown . And yet , as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul , when man doth sleep ; So some strange ...
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... bird That brought the fog and mist . ' Twas right , said they , such birds to slay , That bring the fog and mist . " The fair breeze blew , the white foam flew , The furrow followed free ; We were the first that ever burst Into that ...
... bird That brought the fog and mist . ' Twas right , said they , such birds to slay , That bring the fog and mist . " The fair breeze blew , the white foam flew , The furrow followed free ; We were the first that ever burst Into that ...
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... bird of loudest lay , Let us go then , you and I , Little Lamb , who made thee ? Lords , knights , and squires , the num'rous band Love bade me welcome ; yet my soul drew back , Love in my bosom like a bee Love still has something of ...
... bird of loudest lay , Let us go then , you and I , Little Lamb , who made thee ? Lords , knights , and squires , the num'rous band Love bade me welcome ; yet my soul drew back , Love in my bosom like a bee Love still has something of ...
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Adlestrop beauty Beeny beneath bird blood breast breath bright clouds Colour-Sergeant dance Danny Deever dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth echo ring eternal ev'ry eyes face fair fall fear fire flame flowers forto grace Grantchester green GRONGAR HILL hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honour Hymen kings kiss land leaves light live look Lord lute Lycidas mind moon morning Muse ne'er never NICHOLAS BRETON night nymphs o'er peace pleasure pow'r praise pride rest rose round Samian wine shade shadow shine sigh sight sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine things thought Timor mortis conturbat Tiresias trees twas unto voice vrom W. B. YEATS weep wild wind woods youth