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... tree bower my prison ! I have lost Beauties and feelings , such as would have been Most sweet to my remembrance even when age Had dimm'd mine eyes to blindness ! They , meanwhile , Friends , whom I never more may meet again , On springy ...
... tree bower my prison ! I have lost Beauties and feelings , such as would have been Most sweet to my remembrance even when age Had dimm'd mine eyes to blindness ! They , meanwhile , Friends , whom I never more may meet again , On springy ...
Page 321
... Tree Honey dew falls from the tree Where my Julia walks with me With her white arm held in mine ; Luscious smells the eglantine ; In blushes sleeps the rosy briar Lit with tiny sparks of fire , As the red hot sun goes down Like a ball ...
... Tree Honey dew falls from the tree Where my Julia walks with me With her white arm held in mine ; Luscious smells the eglantine ; In blushes sleeps the rosy briar Lit with tiny sparks of fire , As the red hot sun goes down Like a ball ...
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... tree , And climb black branches up a snow - white trunk Toward heaven , till the tree could bear no more , But dipped its top and set me down again . That would be good both going and coming back . One could do worse than be a swinger ...
... tree , And climb black branches up a snow - white trunk Toward heaven , till the tree could bear no more , But dipped its top and set me down again . That would be good both going and coming back . One could do worse than be a swinger ...
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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