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 81 筆
第 172 頁
... souls therefore , which are one , Though I must go , endure not yet A breach , but an expansion , Like gold to airy thinness beat . If they be two , they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two , Thy soul , the fixt foot , makes no ...
... souls therefore , which are one , Though I must go , endure not yet A breach , but an expansion , Like gold to airy thinness beat . If they be two , they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two , Thy soul , the fixt foot , makes no ...
第 256 頁
... soul with too much stay Is drunk , and staggers in the way . Some men a forward motion love , But I by backward steps would move , And when this dust falls to the urn In that state I came return . Peace My soul , there is a country Far ...
... soul with too much stay Is drunk , and staggers in the way . Some men a forward motion love , But I by backward steps would move , And when this dust falls to the urn In that state I came return . Peace My soul , there is a country Far ...
第 287 頁
... soul aspire Above the vulgar flight of low desire ? Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes ; The glorious fault of angels and of gods ; Thence to their images on earth it flows , And in the breasts of kings and heroes glows . Most ...
... soul aspire Above the vulgar flight of low desire ? Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes ; The glorious fault of angels and of gods ; Thence to their images on earth it flows , And in the breasts of kings and heroes glows . Most ...
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