The New Golden Treasury of English VerseEdward Leeson |
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... ROSE O ROSE , thou art sick ! The invisible worm That flies in the night , In the howling storm , Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy , And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy . THE TIGER TIGER ! Tiger ! burning bright In the ...
... ROSE O ROSE , thou art sick ! The invisible worm That flies in the night , In the howling storm , Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy , And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy . THE TIGER TIGER ! Tiger ! burning bright In the ...
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... Rose Aylmer , all were thine . Rose Aylmer , whom these wakeful eyes May weep , but never see , A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee . I STROVE with none , for none was worth my strife . Nature I loved and , next to ...
... Rose Aylmer , all were thine . Rose Aylmer , whom these wakeful eyes May weep , but never see , A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee . I STROVE with none , for none was worth my strife . Nature I loved and , next to ...
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... Rose pale - his solemn agony had not Yet faded from him ; Sidney , as he fought And as he fell and as he lived and loved Sublimely mild , a Spirit without spot , Arose ; and Lucan , by his death approved : Oblivion as they rose shrank ...
... Rose pale - his solemn agony had not Yet faded from him ; Sidney , as he fought And as he fell and as he lived and loved Sublimely mild , a Spirit without spot , Arose ; and Lucan , by his death approved : Oblivion as they rose shrank ...
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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