Six Centuries of Great Poetry, 第 2033 卷Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine Dell Publishing Company, 1973 - 544 頁 |
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第 403 頁
... morn , For beast and man must be fed . Old earth is a pleasure to see In sunshiny cloak of red and green ; The furrow lies fresh ; this year will be As years that are past have been . Fall gently and still , good corn , Lie warm in thy ...
... morn , For beast and man must be fed . Old earth is a pleasure to see In sunshiny cloak of red and green ; The furrow lies fresh ; this year will be As years that are past have been . Fall gently and still , good corn , Lie warm in thy ...
第 414 頁
... morn by morn , I earth in earth forget these empty courts , And thee returning on thy silver wheels . The Eagle He clasps the crag with crooked hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands , Ringed with the azure world , he stands . The ...
... morn by morn , I earth in earth forget these empty courts , And thee returning on thy silver wheels . The Eagle He clasps the crag with crooked hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands , Ringed with the azure world , he stands . The ...
第 482 頁
... morn . There sleeps in Shrewsbury jail to - night , Or wakes , as may betide , A better lad , if things went right , Than most that sleep outside . And naked to the hangman's noose The morning clocks will ring A neck God made for other ...
... morn . There sleeps in Shrewsbury jail to - night , Or wakes , as may betide , A better lad , if things went right , Than most that sleep outside . And naked to the hangman's noose The morning clocks will ring A neck God made for other ...
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