The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1918Arthur Quiller-Couch, Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch At the Clarendon Press, 1939 - 1171 頁 |
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第 284 頁
... soft ear , Will last to be a precious stone When all your world of beauty's gone . To Enone W when I a heart had one , HAT conscience , say , is it in thee , To take away that heart from me , And to retain thy own ? For shame or pity ...
... soft ear , Will last to be a precious stone When all your world of beauty's gone . To Enone W when I a heart had one , HAT conscience , say , is it in thee , To take away that heart from me , And to retain thy own ? For shame or pity ...
第 733 頁
... Soft Voices die MUSIC , when soft voices die , Vibrates in the memory ; Odours , when sweet violets sicken , Live within the sense they quicken . Rose leaves , when the rose is dead , Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy ...
... Soft Voices die MUSIC , when soft voices die , Vibrates in the memory ; Odours , when sweet violets sicken , Live within the sense they quicken . Rose leaves , when the rose is dead , Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy ...
第 749 頁
... soft - lifted by the winnowing wind , Or on a half - reap'd furrow sound asleep , Drowsed with the fume of poppies , while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady ...
... soft - lifted by the winnowing wind , Or on a half - reap'd furrow sound asleep , Drowsed with the fume of poppies , while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady ...
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