Poems, Volume 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - 231 pages |
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... fear My wound hath taken cold , and I shall die . ” So saying , from the pavement he half rose , Slowly , with pain , reclining on his arm , And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes As in a picture . Him Sir Bedivere Remorsefully ...
... fear My wound hath taken cold , and I shall die . ” So saying , from the pavement he half rose , Slowly , with pain , reclining on his arm , And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes As in a picture . Him Sir Bedivere Remorsefully ...
Page 12
... fear it is too late , and I shall die . " But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge , Clothed with his breath , and looking , as he walk'd , Larger than human on the frozen hills . He heard the deep behind him , and a cry Before ...
... fear it is too late , and I shall die . " But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge , Clothed with his breath , and looking , as he walk'd , Larger than human on the frozen hills . He heard the deep behind him , and a cry Before ...
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... fear of change at home , that drove him hence . James . That was the last drop in the cup of gall . I once was near him , when his bailiff brought A Chartist pike . You should have seen him wince As from a venomous thing : he thought ...
... fear of change at home , that drove him hence . James . That was the last drop in the cup of gall . I once was near him , when his bailiff brought A Chartist pike . You should have seen him wince As from a venomous thing : he thought ...
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... us all in its coarse blacks or whites , As ruthless as a baby with a worm , As cruel as a schoolboy ere he grows To Pity - more from ignorance than will . But put your best foot forward , or I fear E 2 WALKING TO THE MAIL . 51.
... us all in its coarse blacks or whites , As ruthless as a baby with a worm , As cruel as a schoolboy ere he grows To Pity - more from ignorance than will . But put your best foot forward , or I fear E 2 WALKING TO THE MAIL . 51.
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But put your best foot forward , or I fear That we shall miss the mail : and here it comes With five at top as quaint a four - in - hand As you shall see - t -three pyebalds and a roan . ST . SIMEON ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But put your best foot forward , or I fear That we shall miss the mail : and here it comes With five at top as quaint a four - in - hand As you shall see - t -three pyebalds and a roan . ST . SIMEON ...
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