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Page 343
... round the world . The foe long since in silence slept ; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps ; And time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream that seaward creeps . On this green bank , by this soft stream , We set to - day a ...
... round the world . The foe long since in silence slept ; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps ; And time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream that seaward creeps . On this green bank , by this soft stream , We set to - day a ...
Page 370
... Round and round the spicy downs the yellow Lotos - dust is blown . We have had enough of action , and of motion we , 145 150 Rolled to starboard , rolled to larboard , when the surge was seething free , Where the wallowing monster ...
... Round and round the spicy downs the yellow Lotos - dust is blown . We have had enough of action , and of motion we , 145 150 Rolled to starboard , rolled to larboard , when the surge was seething free , Where the wallowing monster ...
Page 457
... Round the feet of the day and the feet of the night . Where shall we find her , how shall we sing to her , Fold our hands round her knees , and cling ? Oh , that man's heart were as fire and could spring to her , Fire , or the strength ...
... Round the feet of the day and the feet of the night . Where shall we find her , how shall we sing to her , Fold our hands round her knees , and cling ? Oh , that man's heart were as fire and could spring to her , Fire , or the strength ...
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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