An Anthology of World PoetryMark Van Doren Harcourt, Brace, 1989 - 1467 sider |
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... hand , that I might kiss The inside of her hand . ' Twas like a petal Of her own roses , but more dear than this . I felt its pulses , like a bird in prison ; " Sweet child , " I said , " what wouldst thou I should prove ? I cannot make ...
... hand , that I might kiss The inside of her hand . ' Twas like a petal Of her own roses , but more dear than this . I felt its pulses , like a bird in prison ; " Sweet child , " I said , " what wouldst thou I should prove ? I cannot make ...
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... hand in hand . Walk hand in hand , you languorous maidens , walk . The boys are turning round , and drinking in Your sensual petticoats that beat your heels . And , while you swing your interlacing hands , Tell , with your warm mouths ...
... hand in hand . Walk hand in hand , you languorous maidens , walk . The boys are turning round , and drinking in Your sensual petticoats that beat your heels . And , while you swing your interlacing hands , Tell , with your warm mouths ...
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... hand He was to take the cup of gold , Too heavy for them both it was : For they so trembled like the grass , That neither hand the other found And on the ground the dark wine rolled . ( Ludwig Lewisohn ) A VENETIAN NIGHT ALL thro ' the ...
... hand He was to take the cup of gold , Too heavy for them both it was : For they so trembled like the grass , That neither hand the other found And on the ground the dark wine rolled . ( Ludwig Lewisohn ) A VENETIAN NIGHT ALL thro ' the ...
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