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 64 筆
第 53 頁
... king sits in Dumferling toune , Drinking the blude - reid wine : " O whar will I get guid sailor , To sail this schip of mine ? " Up and spak an eldern knicht , Sat at the kings richt kne : " Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor , That ...
... king sits in Dumferling toune , Drinking the blude - reid wine : " O whar will I get guid sailor , To sail this schip of mine ? " Up and spak an eldern knicht , Sat at the kings richt kne : " Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor , That ...
第 61 頁
... king's daughter , Far , far beyond the sea ; I might have had a king's daughter , Had it not been for love o thee . " " If ye might have had a king's daughter , Yer sel ye had to blame ; Ye might have had taken the king's daughter , For ...
... king's daughter , Far , far beyond the sea ; I might have had a king's daughter , Had it not been for love o thee . " " If ye might have had a king's daughter , Yer sel ye had to blame ; Ye might have had taken the king's daughter , For ...
第 509 頁
... King Charles at Charing Cross Sombre and rich , the skies , Great glooms , and starry plains ; Gently the night wind sighs ; Else a vast silence reigns . The splendid silence clings Around me : and around The saddest of all Kings ...
... King Charles at Charing Cross Sombre and rich , the skies , Great glooms , and starry plains ; Gently the night wind sighs ; Else a vast silence reigns . The splendid silence clings Around me : and around The saddest of all Kings ...
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