The Beauties of the British PoetsE. Kearny, 1839 - 395 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 83
... Weep no more , woful shepherds , weep no more , For Lycidas , your sorrow , is not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor ; So sinks the day - star in the ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , And tricks his ...
... Weep no more , woful shepherds , weep no more , For Lycidas , your sorrow , is not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor ; So sinks the day - star in the ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , And tricks his ...
الصفحة 250
... weep ! Though through the toil and anguish of the day No tear escaped him , not one suffering groan Beneath the twisted thong , he weeps alone In bitterness ; thinking that far away Though the gay Negroes join the midnight song , Though ...
... weep ! Though through the toil and anguish of the day No tear escaped him , not one suffering groan Beneath the twisted thong , he weeps alone In bitterness ; thinking that far away Though the gay Negroes join the midnight song , Though ...
الصفحة 342
... weep , and haply weep in vain . And dost thou ask , what secret wo I bear , corroding joy and youth ? And wilt thou vainly seek to know A pang , ev'n thou must fail to soothe ? It is not love , it is not hate , Nor low Ambition's ...
... weep , and haply weep in vain . And dost thou ask , what secret wo I bear , corroding joy and youth ? And wilt thou vainly seek to know A pang , ev'n thou must fail to soothe ? It is not love , it is not hate , Nor low Ambition's ...
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