Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Svazek 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - Počet stran: 3198 |
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Strana 1264
... sound of the church - going bell These valleys and rocks never heard , Never sighed at the sound of a knell , Or smiled when a Sabbath appeared . Ye winds , that have made me your sport Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial ...
... sound of the church - going bell These valleys and rocks never heard , Never sighed at the sound of a knell , Or smiled when a Sabbath appeared . Ye winds , that have made me your sport Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial ...
Strana 1398
... sound shall reach thine ear , Armor's clang , or war - steed champing , Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan or squadron tramping . Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow , And the bittern sound his ...
... sound shall reach thine ear , Armor's clang , or war - steed champing , Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan or squadron tramping . Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow , And the bittern sound his ...
Strana 1427
... sound was heard . Under the water it rumbled on , Still louder and more dread : It reached the ship , it split the bay ; The ship went down like lead . Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound , Which sky and ocean smote , Like one that ...
... sound was heard . Under the water it rumbled on , Still louder and more dread : It reached the ship , it split the bay ; The ship went down like lead . Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound , Which sky and ocean smote , Like one that ...
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