English Poetry and Prose of the Romantic MovementGeorge Benjamin Woods Scott, Foresman, 1916 - 1432 страници |
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George Benjamin Woods. CONTENTS PAGE .1348 From The Pleasures of Melancholy ..... From Ode on the. Edward Young ( 1681-1765 ) ... Wood , Laddie . An Thou Were My Ain Thing . Patie and Peggy ..... 2 Robert Blair ( 1699-1746 ) From The Grave 3 ...
George Benjamin Woods. CONTENTS PAGE .1348 From The Pleasures of Melancholy ..... From Ode on the. Edward Young ( 1681-1765 ) ... Wood , Laddie . An Thou Were My Ain Thing . Patie and Peggy ..... 2 Robert Blair ( 1699-1746 ) From The Grave 3 ...
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... wood , And , lost in thought , no more perceiv'd 40 The branches whisper as they wav'd ; It seem'd as all the quiet place Confess'd the presence of the Grace . When thus she spoke : " Go rule thy will ; Bid thy wild passions all be ...
... wood , And , lost in thought , no more perceiv'd 40 The branches whisper as they wav'd ; It seem'd as all the quiet place Confess'd the presence of the Grace . When thus she spoke : " Go rule thy will ; Bid thy wild passions all be ...
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George Benjamin Woods. THROUGH THE WOOD , LADDIE 1724 O Sandy , why leaves thou thy Nelly to mourn ? Thy presence would ease me When naething could please me , Now dowie1 I sigh on the bank of the burn , 2 5 Ere through the wood , laddie ...
George Benjamin Woods. THROUGH THE WOOD , LADDIE 1724 O Sandy , why leaves thou thy Nelly to mourn ? Thy presence would ease me When naething could please me , Now dowie1 I sigh on the bank of the burn , 2 5 Ere through the wood , laddie ...
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... wood , 25 From house to house , from hill to hill , Till Contemplation had her fill . About his chequer'd sides I wind , And leave his brooks and meads behind , And groves and grottoes where I lay , 30 And vistoes2 shooting beams of day ...
... wood , 25 From house to house , from hill to hill , Till Contemplation had her fill . About his chequer'd sides I wind , And leave his brooks and meads behind , And groves and grottoes where I lay , 30 And vistoes2 shooting beams of day ...
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... wood , 25 From house to house , from hill to hill , Till Contemplation had her fill . About his chequer'd sides I wind , And leave his brooks and meads behind , And groves and grottoes where I lay , 30 And vistoes2 shooting beams of day ...
... wood , 25 From house to house , from hill to hill , Till Contemplation had her fill . About his chequer'd sides I wind , And leave his brooks and meads behind , And groves and grottoes where I lay , 30 And vistoes2 shooting beams of day ...
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