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... wild eyes . Oh ! yet a little while May Í behold in thee what I was once , My dear , dear sister ! and this prayer I make , Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; ' tis her privilege , Through all the years of ...
... wild eyes . Oh ! yet a little while May Í behold in thee what I was once , My dear , dear sister ! and this prayer I make , Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; ' tis her privilege , Through all the years of ...
Page 445
... Wild Nights - Wild Nights Wild Nights - Wild Nights ! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury ! Futile - the Winds- To a Heart in port- Done with the Compass- Done with the Chart ! Rowing in Eden- Ah , the Sea ! Might I but ...
... Wild Nights - Wild Nights Wild Nights - Wild Nights ! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury ! Futile - the Winds- To a Heart in port- Done with the Compass- Done with the Chart ! Rowing in Eden- Ah , the Sea ! Might I but ...
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... Wild Honeysuckle , The , 246 Wild Nights - Wild Nights , 445 Wild Swans at Coole , The , 500 WILLIAMS , WILLIAM CARLOS , 547 Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun , 131 Wind , The , 473 Windhover , The , 465 Winter , 108 Winter's ...
... Wild Honeysuckle , The , 246 Wild Nights - Wild Nights , 445 Wild Swans at Coole , The , 500 WILLIAMS , WILLIAM CARLOS , 547 Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun , 131 Wind , The , 473 Windhover , The , 465 Winter , 108 Winter's ...
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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