The Way of Poetry, Libro 1Collins' clear-type Press, 1921 - 272 páginas |
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... lying , On fair Kirconnell lea . X I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; And I am weary of the skies , For her sake that died for me . ANONYMOUS . I SAW THREE SHIPS I As I sat under a 104 The Way of Poetry ...
... lying , On fair Kirconnell lea . X I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; And I am weary of the skies , For her sake that died for me . ANONYMOUS . I SAW THREE SHIPS I As I sat under a 104 The Way of Poetry ...
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... lie down . ' II ' Where gat ye your dinner , Lord Randal , my son ? Where gat ye your dinner , my handsome young man ? ' - ' I dined wi ' my true - love ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi ' hunting , and fain wald lie down ...
... lie down . ' II ' Where gat ye your dinner , Lord Randal , my son ? Where gat ye your dinner , my handsome young man ? ' - ' I dined wi ' my true - love ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi ' hunting , and fain wald lie down ...
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... lies our Sovereign Lord the King Here lies , whom hound did ne'er pursue How happy is he born and taught How many miles is it to Babylon ? How nice it is to eat · How sleep the brave , who sink to rest How sweet I roamed from field to ...
... lies our Sovereign Lord the King Here lies , whom hound did ne'er pursue How happy is he born and taught How many miles is it to Babylon ? How nice it is to eat · How sleep the brave , who sink to rest How sweet I roamed from field to ...
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