Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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Page 1079
... pain , The temperate affords me none : Either extreme , of love or hate , Is sweeter than a calm estate . Give me a storm , if it be love : Like Danaƫ in that golden shower , I'll swim in pleasure ; if it prove Disdain , that torrent ...
... pain , The temperate affords me none : Either extreme , of love or hate , Is sweeter than a calm estate . Give me a storm , if it be love : Like Danaƫ in that golden shower , I'll swim in pleasure ; if it prove Disdain , that torrent ...
Page 1177
... pain . ' Tis easy to deceive us , In pity of your pain ; But when we love , you leave us , To rail at you in vain . Before we have descried it , There is no bliss beside it ; But she , that once has tried it , Will never love again ...
... pain . ' Tis easy to deceive us , In pity of your pain ; But when we love , you leave us , To rail at you in vain . Before we have descried it , There is no bliss beside it ; But she , that once has tried it , Will never love again ...
Page 1586
... Pain , Sits beside the helm again . Other flowering isles must be In the sea of life and agony ; Other spirits float and flee O'er that gulf ; even now , perhaps , On some rock the wild wave wraps , With folded winds they waiting sit ...
... Pain , Sits beside the helm again . Other flowering isles must be In the sea of life and agony ; Other spirits float and flee O'er that gulf ; even now , perhaps , On some rock the wild wave wraps , With folded winds they waiting sit ...
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