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 84 筆
第 92 頁
... thee ; Youth , I do adore thee ; O , my Love , my Love is young ! Age , I do defy thee : O , sweet shepherd , hie thee ! For methinks thou stay'st too long . 65 Phyllida . COR ? by William Shakespeare Phyllida's Love - Call England's ...
... thee ; Youth , I do adore thee ; O , my Love , my Love is young ! Age , I do defy thee : O , sweet shepherd , hie thee ! For methinks thou stay'st too long . 65 Phyllida . COR ? by William Shakespeare Phyllida's Love - Call England's ...
第 236 頁
... thee suffice To make dreams truths and fables histories ; Enter these arms , for since thou thought'st it best Not to dream all my dream , let's act the rest . As lightning , or a taper's light , Thine eyes , and not thy noise , waked ...
... thee suffice To make dreams truths and fables histories ; Enter these arms , for since thou thought'st it best Not to dream all my dream , let's act the rest . As lightning , or a taper's light , Thine eyes , and not thy noise , waked ...
第 706 頁
... thee before me , A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me- Why wert thou so dear ? They know not I knew thee , Who knew thee too well : Long , long shall I rue thee , Too deeply to tell . In secret we met- In silence I grieve ...
... thee before me , A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me- Why wert thou so dear ? They know not I knew thee , Who knew thee too well : Long , long shall I rue thee , Too deeply to tell . In secret we met- In silence I grieve ...
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