A Thousand and One Gems of English PoetryRoutledge, 1867 - 602 sider |
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... wings he plays with me , Now with his feet . Within mine eyes he makes his nest , His bed amidst my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast , And yet he robs me of my rest : Ah , wanton , will you ? And if I sleep , then pierceth ...
... wings he plays with me , Now with his feet . Within mine eyes he makes his nest , His bed amidst my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast , And yet he robs me of my rest : Ah , wanton , will you ? And if I sleep , then pierceth ...
Side 56
... wings of grasshoppers ; The traces of the smallest spider's web ; The collars , of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip , of cricket's bone ; the lash , of film ; Her waggoner , a small gray - coated gnat , Not half so big as a round ...
... wings of grasshoppers ; The traces of the smallest spider's web ; The collars , of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip , of cricket's bone ; the lash , of film ; Her waggoner , a small gray - coated gnat , Not half so big as a round ...
Side 58
... wings of night Whiter than new snow on a raven's back.- Come , gentle night ; come , loving , black- brow'd night , Give me my Romeo : and , when he shall die , Take him and cut him out in little stars , And he will make the face of ...
... wings of night Whiter than new snow on a raven's back.- Come , gentle night ; come , loving , black- brow'd night , Give me my Romeo : and , when he shall die , Take him and cut him out in little stars , And he will make the face of ...
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... Wings from the wind to please her mind , Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird , prune thy wing ; nightingale , sing , To give my love good - morrow . Wake from thy nest , robin redbreast ; Sing , birds , in every furrow ; And from ...
... Wings from the wind to please her mind , Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird , prune thy wing ; nightingale , sing , To give my love good - morrow . Wake from thy nest , robin redbreast ; Sing , birds , in every furrow ; And from ...
Side 83
... wing : As thou return'st change by thy pow'r Every weed into a flow'r ; Turn each thistle to a vine , Make the ... wings of Fame . That killing power is none of thine , gave it to thy voice and eyes : Thy sweets , thy graces , all ...
... wing : As thou return'st change by thy pow'r Every weed into a flow'r ; Turn each thistle to a vine , Make the ... wings of Fame . That killing power is none of thine , gave it to thy voice and eyes : Thy sweets , thy graces , all ...
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