 | Victoria Cole - 2002 - 524 str.
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 | Marsha Sinetar - 2002 - 204 str.
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 | Thomas Kinkade - 2002 - 94 str.
...the man-, And I COM W wish my days to be Bound! each to each by natural piety. -William Wordsworth me, fair friend, "you never can be old, For as you were -when first your eye I eye'd SucJi seems your beauty still. — William Shakespeare row old along with me. The best is yet to be...... | |
 | G. Wilson Knight - 2002 - 256 str.
...birds are mute. (97) than winter (98). Thinking of their three years' acquaintance, the poet writes: Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three...summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since... | |
 | Alfred Dodd - 2003 - 308 str.
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 | John F. Forbis - 2003 - 352 str.
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 | Rudolf Schmid - 2003 - 138 str.
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 | John D. Cantwell - 2003 - 562 str.
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the... 
