The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 478
... hear thy eeven - Song ; And missing thee , I walk unseen On the dry smooth - shaven Green , To behold the wandring Moon , Riding neer her highest noon , Like one that had bin led astray Through the Heav'ns wide pathless way ; And oft ...
... hear thy eeven - Song ; And missing thee , I walk unseen On the dry smooth - shaven Green , To behold the wandring Moon , Riding neer her highest noon , Like one that had bin led astray Through the Heav'ns wide pathless way ; And oft ...
الصفحة 714
... Hear the soft winds above me flying , With all their wanton Boughs dispute , And the more tuneful Birds to both replying Nor be my self too Mute . A Silver stream shall roll his waters neer , Gilt with the Sun - beams here and there On ...
... Hear the soft winds above me flying , With all their wanton Boughs dispute , And the more tuneful Birds to both replying Nor be my self too Mute . A Silver stream shall roll his waters neer , Gilt with the Sun - beams here and there On ...
الصفحة 922
... hear , That dies in ev'ry note ; As if it sigh'd with each man's care , For being so remote ; Think then how often love we've made To you , when all those tunes were play'd . With a fa , la , la , la , la . In justice you cannot refuse ...
... hear , That dies in ev'ry note ; As if it sigh'd with each man's care , For being so remote ; Think then how often love we've made To you , when all those tunes were play'd . With a fa , la , la , la , la . In justice you cannot refuse ...
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