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... Pass , till the Spirit of the spot shall lead 4 Where , like an infant's smile , over the dead 440 A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread ; 50 And gray walls molder round , on which dull Time Feeds , like slow fire , upon ...
... Pass , till the Spirit of the spot shall lead 4 Where , like an infant's smile , over the dead 440 A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread ; 50 And gray walls molder round , on which dull Time Feeds , like slow fire , upon ...
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... passing - bell may ere the midnight toll ; Whose prayers for thee , each morn and evening , Were never miss'd . " - Thus ... pass'd ; The dame return'd , and whisper'd in his ear To follow her ; with aged eyes aghast From fright of dim ...
... passing - bell may ere the midnight toll ; Whose prayers for thee , each morn and evening , Were never miss'd . " - Thus ... pass'd ; The dame return'd , and whisper'd in his ear To follow her ; with aged eyes aghast From fright of dim ...
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... pass that way huge times ago and negligently drop them ? Myself moving forward then and now and forever , Gathering ... passing faster than you . 48 I have said that the soul is not more than the body , And I have said that the body is ...
... pass that way huge times ago and negligently drop them ? Myself moving forward then and now and forever , Gathering ... passing faster than you . 48 I have said that the soul is not more than the body , And I have said that the body is ...
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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