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... Fear No More Fear no more the heat o ' the sun , Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done , Home art gone , and ta'en thy wages ; Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - sweepers , come to dust . Fear no ...
... Fear No More Fear no more the heat o ' the sun , Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done , Home art gone , and ta'en thy wages ; Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - sweepers , come to dust . Fear no ...
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... fear anything From her , whose losses are their pleasure ; The plover with a wounded wing Stays not the flight that ... fears him , and will always ask [ 518 ] THE TWENTIETH CENTURY.
... fear anything From her , whose losses are their pleasure ; The plover with a wounded wing Stays not the flight that ... fears him , and will always ask [ 518 ] THE TWENTIETH CENTURY.
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... fear of weakness , some from fear of censure , some for love of slaughter , in imagination , learning later .. some in fear , learning love of slaughter ; Died some , pro patria , 7 non ' dulce ' non ' et decor ' 8 walked eye - deep in ...
... fear of weakness , some from fear of censure , some for love of slaughter , in imagination , learning later .. some in fear , learning love of slaughter ; Died some , pro patria , 7 non ' dulce ' non ' et decor ' 8 walked eye - deep in ...
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JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
WILLIAM DUNBAR | 57 |
In hope to stonden 53 in his lady grace | 59 |
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beauty birds blood breath cloud cold Cuckoo dark dead death delight dost doth dream dust E. E. Cummings earth eternal eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory grace green Greensleeves grief hand hath hear heart heaven Heigh kiss leaves light live look Lord Lord Randal lullaby Lycidas mind morning mother Muse ne'er never night o'er pain pleasure praise rain reprinted by permission rest Richard Wilbur rose round Samian wine shal shine shore sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song Sonnet 61 soul spring stars sweet tears tell Thames Thanne thee ther thine things thou art thought Timor mortis conturbat tree unto voice W. B. Yeats W. H. Auden weep whan wind wings wolde youth ΙΟ