The Oxford Book of English ProseArthur Quiller-Couch Clarendon Press, 1957 - 1166 頁 |
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第 xvii 頁
... Woods : Mrs. Woods . W. B. Yeats ( from Collected Poems ) : Messrs . Macmillan & Co. , Ltd. NUMBER 1-10 . Anonymous . XIII - XIV Century Robert xvii ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS.
... Woods : Mrs. Woods . W. B. Yeats ( from Collected Poems ) : Messrs . Macmillan & Co. , Ltd. NUMBER 1-10 . Anonymous . XIII - XIV Century Robert xvii ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS.
第 133 頁
... woods us answere , nor our Eccho ring And thou , great Juno ! which with awful might The lawes of wedlock still dost patronize ; And the religion of the faith first plight With sacred rites hast taught to solemnize ; And eeke for ...
... woods us answere , nor our Eccho ring And thou , great Juno ! which with awful might The lawes of wedlock still dost patronize ; And the religion of the faith first plight With sacred rites hast taught to solemnize ; And eeke for ...
第 638 頁
... wood bough , What once we were we all forget , Nor think what we are now . ' Chorus . Yet Brignall banks are fresh and fair , And Greta woods are green , 558 And you may gather flowers there Would grace a summer queen . Lucy Ashton's ...
... wood bough , What once we were we all forget , Nor think what we are now . ' Chorus . Yet Brignall banks are fresh and fair , And Greta woods are green , 558 And you may gather flowers there Would grace a summer queen . Lucy Ashton's ...
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