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Page 103
... gone , Save that to die , I leave my love alone . 71 No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell . Nay , if you ...
... gone , Save that to die , I leave my love alone . 71 No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell . Nay , if you ...
Page 176
... Gone 1 They are all gone into the world of light ! And I alone sit lingering here ; Their very memory is fair and bright , And my sad thoughts doth clear . It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast , Like stars upon some gloomy grove ...
... Gone 1 They are all gone into the world of light ! And I alone sit lingering here ; Their very memory is fair and bright , And my sad thoughts doth clear . It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast , Like stars upon some gloomy grove ...
Page 564
... gone in the teeth , For a botched civilization , Charm , smiling at the good mouth , Quick eyes gone under earth's lid , 7 8 not ' sweet ' 6 for home for country not ' and fitting ' ; Horace said that it was 5 ' dulce et decor ' to die ...
... gone in the teeth , For a botched civilization , Charm , smiling at the good mouth , Quick eyes gone under earth's lid , 7 8 not ' sweet ' 6 for home for country not ' and fitting ' ; Horace said that it was 5 ' dulce et decor ' to die ...
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beauty bird blood breath bright child cloud D. H. Lawrence dark dead dear death delight divine dost 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 holy kiss leaves light live look Lord Lord Randal Lycidas mind moon morning mother mourn Muse ne'er never night o'er pain reprinted by permission rest rose round Samian wine shal shine shore silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song Sonnet 66 soul spirit spring stars sweet tears Ted Hughes tell thanne thee thine things thou art thought Timor mortis conturbat tree unto voice W. H. Auden weep whan wild wind wings wonder ΙΟ