Great and Familiar: The Heritage of English PoetryFenrose Limited, 1974 - 316 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 40
... Sweet joy but two days old , Sweet joy I call thee : Thou dost smile , I sing the while , Sweet joy befall thee ! REEDS OF INNOCENCE Piping down the valleys wild , Piping 40 Binyon BLAKE, William Infant.
... Sweet joy but two days old , Sweet joy I call thee : Thou dost smile , I sing the while , Sweet joy befall thee ! REEDS OF INNOCENCE Piping down the valleys wild , Piping 40 Binyon BLAKE, William Infant.
الصفحة 117
... Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain . Soothed with the sound , the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes , and thrice he slew the slain . The master saw the madness rise ...
... Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain . Soothed with the sound , the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes , and thrice he slew the slain . The master saw the madness rise ...
الصفحة 150
... Sweet spring , full of sweet dayes and roses , A box where sweets compacted lie ; My musick shows ye have your closes , And all must die . Only a sweet and vertuous soul , Like season'd timber , never gives ; But though the whole world ...
... Sweet spring , full of sweet dayes and roses , A box where sweets compacted lie ; My musick shows ye have your closes , And all must die . Only a sweet and vertuous soul , Like season'd timber , never gives ; But though the whole world ...
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