Poems and VersesEyre & Spottiswoode, 1949 - 555 Seiten |
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... sighs but sigh - warm kisses , or light noise Of thy combing hand , the while it travelling cloys And trembles through my labyrinthine hair . ' At that oppress'd I hurried in . - Ah ! where Are those swift moments ? Whither are they ...
... sighs but sigh - warm kisses , or light noise Of thy combing hand , the while it travelling cloys And trembles through my labyrinthine hair . ' At that oppress'd I hurried in . - Ah ! where Are those swift moments ? Whither are they ...
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... sigh for aye , and a sigh for nay , And a sigh for " I can't bear it ! " O what can be done , shall we stay or run ? O cut the sweet apple and share it ! ( JANUARY , 1818 ) h * H ENCE Burgundy , Claret , and Port 212 O BLUSH NOT SO ! HE ...
... sigh for aye , and a sigh for nay , And a sigh for " I can't bear it ! " O what can be done , shall we stay or run ? O cut the sweet apple and share it ! ( JANUARY , 1818 ) h * H ENCE Burgundy , Claret , and Port 212 O BLUSH NOT SO ! HE ...
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... sigh to us - O sigh ! Spirits of grief , sing not your " Well - a - way ! ” For Isabel , sweet Isabel , will die ; Will die a death too lone and incomplete , Now they have ta❜en away her basil sweet . Piteous she look'd on dead and ...
... sigh to us - O sigh ! Spirits of grief , sing not your " Well - a - way ! ” For Isabel , sweet Isabel , will die ; Will die a death too lone and incomplete , Now they have ta❜en away her basil sweet . Piteous she look'd on dead and ...
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To Chatterton 1815 | 9 |
On receiving a curious shell and a copy of verses from | 15 |
To Solitude Nov 1815 | 21 |
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