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Page 180
... wish my grave were growing green , A winding sheet drawn owre my een , And I in Helen's arms lying , On fair Kirconnell Lea . buried not : sore great small over : eyes I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and 180 Anonymous ยท
... wish my grave were growing green , A winding sheet drawn owre my een , And I in Helen's arms lying , On fair Kirconnell Lea . buried not : sore great small over : eyes I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and 180 Anonymous ยท
Page 200
... wish his laurels cropped ? Dear honest Ned is in the gout , Lies racked with pain , and you without : How patiently you hear him groan ! How glad the case is not your own ! What poet would not grieve to see His brethren write as well as ...
... wish his laurels cropped ? Dear honest Ned is in the gout , Lies racked with pain , and you without : How patiently you hear him groan ! How glad the case is not your own ! What poet would not grieve to see His brethren write as well as ...
Page 232
... wish th ' afflictive dart , Each gift of Nature , and each grace of Art ; With fatal heat impetuous courage glows , With fatal sweetness elocution flows , Impeachment stops the speaker's pow'rful breath , And restless fire precipitates ...
... wish th ' afflictive dart , Each gift of Nature , and each grace of Art ; With fatal heat impetuous courage glows , With fatal sweetness elocution flows , Impeachment stops the speaker's pow'rful breath , And restless fire precipitates ...
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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