The Oxford Book of English ProseArthur Quiller-Couch Clarendon Press, 1957 - 1166 頁 |
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第 1 到 3 筆結果,共 81 筆
第 76 頁
... pleasure , in youth is pleasure . Methought I walked still to and fro , And from her company I could not go— But when I waked it was not so : In youth is pleasure , in youth is pleasure . Therefore my hart is surely pyght Of her alone ...
... pleasure , in youth is pleasure . Methought I walked still to and fro , And from her company I could not go— But when I waked it was not so : In youth is pleasure , in youth is pleasure . Therefore my hart is surely pyght Of her alone ...
第 98 頁
... pleasure Lives in measure , Which if men forsake , Blinded they into folly run and grief for pleasure take . But my vain Hopes , proud of their new - 98 ANONYMOUS.
... pleasure Lives in measure , Which if men forsake , Blinded they into folly run and grief for pleasure take . But my vain Hopes , proud of their new - 98 ANONYMOUS.
第 983 頁
... pleasure without speech ; And where strange dreams in a tumultuous sleep Make the shut eyes of stricken spirits weep ; And with each face thou sawest the shadow on each , Seeing as men sow men reap . O sleepless heart and sombre soul ...
... pleasure without speech ; And where strange dreams in a tumultuous sleep Make the shut eyes of stricken spirits weep ; And with each face thou sawest the shadow on each , Seeing as men sow men reap . O sleepless heart and sombre soul ...
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