Poems, Volume 1E. Moxon, 1846 - 235 pages |
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Page 131
... tree . They were together , and she fell ; Therefore revenge became me well . O the Earl was fair to see ! II . She died she went to burning flame : She mix'd her ancient blood with shame . The wind is howling in turret and tree . Whole ...
... tree . They were together , and she fell ; Therefore revenge became me well . O the Earl was fair to see ! II . She died she went to burning flame : She mix'd her ancient blood with shame . The wind is howling in turret and tree . Whole ...
Page 132
... tree . And after supper , on a bed , Upon my lap he laid his head : O the Earl was fair to see ! IV . I kiss'd his eyelids into rest : His ruddy cheek upon my breast . The wind is raging in turret and tree . I hated him with the hate of ...
... tree . And after supper , on a bed , Upon my lap he laid his head : O the Earl was fair to see ! IV . I kiss'd his eyelids into rest : His ruddy cheek upon my breast . The wind is raging in turret and tree . I hated him with the hate of ...
Page 188
... tree to tree , And at the root thro ' lush green grasses burn'd The red anemone . XIX . I knew the flowers , I knew the leaves , I knew The tearful glimmer of the languid dawn On those long , rank , dark wood - walks drench'd in dew ...
... tree to tree , And at the root thro ' lush green grasses burn'd The red anemone . XIX . I knew the flowers , I knew the leaves , I knew The tearful glimmer of the languid dawn On those long , rank , dark wood - walks drench'd in dew ...
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