Poems, Volume 2E. Moxon, 1846 |
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Page 14
... light and lustrous curls- That made his forehead like a rising sun High from the däis - throne - were parch'd with dust ; Or , clotted into points and hanging loose , Mix'd with the knightly growth that fringed his lips . So like a ...
... light and lustrous curls- That made his forehead like a rising sun High from the däis - throne - were parch'd with dust ; Or , clotted into points and hanging loose , Mix'd with the knightly growth that fringed his lips . So like a ...
Page 28
... Light pretexts drew me : sometimes a Dutch love For tulips ; then for roses , moss or musk , To grace my city - rooms ; or fruits and cream Served in the weeping elm ; and more and more A word could bring the colour to my cheek ; A ...
... Light pretexts drew me : sometimes a Dutch love For tulips ; then for roses , moss or musk , To grace my city - rooms ; or fruits and cream Served in the weeping elm ; and more and more A word could bring the colour to my cheek ; A ...
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... light of London flaring like a dreary dawn ; And his spirit leaps within him to be gone before him then , Underneath the light he looks at , in among the throngs of men ; Men , my brothers , men the workers , ever LOCKSLEY HALL . 107.
... light of London flaring like a dreary dawn ; And his spirit leaps within him to be gone before him then , Underneath the light he looks at , in among the throngs of men ; Men , my brothers , men the workers , ever LOCKSLEY HALL . 107.
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