Six Centuries of Great Poetry, 第 2033 卷Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine Dell Publishing Company, 1973 - 544 頁 |
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第 1 到 3 筆結果,共 38 筆
第 243 頁
... Glory wore : Alas I find the serpent old That , twining in his speckled breast , About the flowers disguised does fold , With wreaths of fame and interest . Ah , foolish Man , that would'st debase with them , And mortal glory , Heaven's ...
... Glory wore : Alas I find the serpent old That , twining in his speckled breast , About the flowers disguised does fold , With wreaths of fame and interest . Ah , foolish Man , that would'st debase with them , And mortal glory , Heaven's ...
第 342 頁
... glory from the earth . Now , while the birds thus sing a joyous song , And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound , To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely utterance gave that thought relief , And I again am ...
... glory from the earth . Now , while the birds thus sing a joyous song , And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound , To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely utterance gave that thought relief , And I again am ...
第 423 頁
... glory pricked their hearts up , dread of shame Struck them tame ; And that glory and that shame alike , the gold Bought and sold . Now , -the single little turret that remains On the ROBERT BROWNING 423.
... glory pricked their hearts up , dread of shame Struck them tame ; And that glory and that shame alike , the gold Bought and sold . Now , -the single little turret that remains On the ROBERT BROWNING 423.
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