Poems of John Donne, 第 1 卷G. Routledge, 1904 - 578 頁 |
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... sleep , will from thee shrink : And then , poor aspen wretch , neglected thou Bathed in a cold quicksilver sweat ... sleep , from thee . 1669 , in a false sleep , even from thee VOL . I. 4 THE BROKEN HEART . HE is stark mad , whoever ...
... sleep , will from thee shrink : And then , poor aspen wretch , neglected thou Bathed in a cold quicksilver sweat ... sleep , from thee . 1669 , in a false sleep , even from thee VOL . I. 4 THE BROKEN HEART . HE is stark mad , whoever ...
第 163 頁
... sleep as well , And better than thy stroke ; why swell'st thou then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally , And Death shall be no more ; Death , thou shalt die . XI . Spit in my face , you Jews , and pierce my side , Buffet , and ...
... sleep as well , And better than thy stroke ; why swell'st thou then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally , And Death shall be no more ; Death , thou shalt die . XI . Spit in my face , you Jews , and pierce my side , Buffet , and ...
第 169 頁
... SLEEP , sleep , old sun , thou canst not have repass'd , As yet , the wound thou took'st on Friday last ; Sleep then , and rest ; the world may bear thy stay ; A better sun rose before thee to - day ; Who - not content to enlighten all ...
... SLEEP , sleep , old sun , thou canst not have repass'd , As yet , the wound thou took'st on Friday last ; Sleep then , and rest ; the world may bear thy stay ; A better sun rose before thee to - day ; Who - not content to enlighten all ...
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