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Page 104
... turn sourest by their deeds ; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds . 104 me , fair friend , you never can be old , For as you were when first your eye I ey'd , Such seems your beauty still . Three winters cold Have from the ...
... turn sourest by their deeds ; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds . 104 me , fair friend , you never can be old , For as you were when first your eye I ey'd , Such seems your beauty still . Three winters cold Have from the ...
Page 346
... turn again . Far or forgot to me is near ; Shadow and sunlight are the same ; The vanished gods to me appear ; And one to me are shame and fame . They reckon ill who leave me out ; When me they fly , I am the wings ; I am the doubter ...
... turn again . Far or forgot to me is near ; Shadow and sunlight are the same ; The vanished gods to me appear ; And one to me are shame and fame . They reckon ill who leave me out ; When me they fly , I am the wings ; I am the doubter ...
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... Turn your eyes to the immoderate past , Turn to the inscrutable infantry rising 45 Demons out of the earth - they will not last . Stonewall , Stonewall , and the sunken fields of hemp , Shiloh , Antietam , Malvern Hill , Bull Run . Lost ...
... Turn your eyes to the immoderate past , Turn to the inscrutable infantry rising 45 Demons out of the earth - they will not last . Stonewall , Stonewall , and the sunken fields of hemp , Shiloh , Antietam , Malvern Hill , Bull Run . Lost ...
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beauty bird blood breath cloud cold dark dead death doth dream dust E. E. Cummings earth eternal eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory grace grave green Greensleeves hair hand hath hear heart heaven Heigh holy kiss koude leaves light live look Lord Lord Randal Louis MacNeice lullaby mind moon morning mother never night o'er pain Poems rain reprinted by permission Richard Wilbur rose round Samian wine seyde shal shine shore silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile snow song soul spring stars sweet tell Thanne thee ther thine things thou art thought Timor mortis conturbat tree unto voice W. B. Yeats W. H. Auden W. S. Merwin weep whan wild wind wings wolde word ΙΟ