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 59 筆
第 96 頁
... head to dine next noon , Just at the stroke when my veins start and spread , Set on my soul an everlasting head . Then am I ready , like a palmer fit , To tread those blest paths which before I writ . What Is Our Life ? What is our life ...
... head to dine next noon , Just at the stroke when my veins start and spread , Set on my soul an everlasting head . Then am I ready , like a palmer fit , To tread those blest paths which before I writ . What Is Our Life ? What is our life ...
第 243 頁
... head have crowned , I seek with garlands to redress that wrong : Through every garden , every mead , I gather flowers ( my fruits are only flowers ) Dismantling all the fragrant towers That once adorned my shepherdess's head . And now ...
... head have crowned , I seek with garlands to redress that wrong : Through every garden , every mead , I gather flowers ( my fruits are only flowers ) Dismantling all the fragrant towers That once adorned my shepherdess's head . And now ...
第 470 頁
... head , a freak of beauty . Thy hand clasps , as ' twas wont , my finger , and holds it : But the grasp is the clasp of Death , heartbreaking and stiff ; Yet feels to my hand as if ' Twas still thy will , thy pleasure and trust that ...
... head , a freak of beauty . Thy hand clasps , as ' twas wont , my finger , and holds it : But the grasp is the clasp of Death , heartbreaking and stiff ; Yet feels to my hand as if ' Twas still thy will , thy pleasure and trust that ...
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