 Tell me, thou mighty deep, whose billows round me play, Know'st thou some favored spot, some island far away, Where weary man may find the bliss for which he sighs ; Where sorrow never lives, and friendship never dies? The loud waves, rolling in perpetual...  The Hope of the World, and Other Poems - Strana 77autor/autoři: Charles Mackay - 1840 - 203 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
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...may rest ? The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low, And sighed for pity as it answered, — " No." ke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little favored spot, Some island far away, Where weary man may find The bliss for which he sighs, — Where... | |
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