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Page 92
... dear , so dear , That I would be the jewel That trembles at her ear : For hid in ringlets day and night , I'd touch her neck so warm and white . And I would be the girdle About her dainty dainty waist , And her heart would beat against ...
... dear , so dear , That I would be the jewel That trembles at her ear : For hid in ringlets day and night , I'd touch her neck so warm and white . And I would be the girdle About her dainty dainty waist , And her heart would beat against ...
Page 94
... Dear eyes , since first I knew them well . Yet tears they shed : they had their part Of sorrow for when time was ripe , The still affection of the heart Became an outward breathing type , That into stillness past again , And left a want ...
... Dear eyes , since first I knew them well . Yet tears they shed : they had their part Of sorrow for when time was ripe , The still affection of the heart Became an outward breathing type , That into stillness past again , And left a want ...
Page 95
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But that God bless thee , dear - who wrought Two spirits to one equal mind- With blessings beyond hope or thought , With blessings which no words can find . Arise , and let us wander forth , To yon old ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But that God bless thee , dear - who wrought Two spirits to one equal mind- With blessings beyond hope or thought , With blessings which no words can find . Arise , and let us wander forth , To yon old ...
Page 99
... Dear mother Ida , harken ere I die . For now the noonday quiet holds the hill : The grasshopper is silent in the grass : The lizard , with his shadow on the stone , Rests like a shadow , and the cicala sleeps . The purple flowers droop ...
... Dear mother Ida , harken ere I die . For now the noonday quiet holds the hill : The grasshopper is silent in the grass : The lizard , with his shadow on the stone , Rests like a shadow , and the cicala sleeps . The purple flowers droop ...
Page 100
... Dear mother Ida , harken ere I die . I waited underneath the dawning hills , Aloft the mountain lawn was dewy - dark , And dewy - dark aloft the mountain pine : Beautiful Paris , evil - hearted Paris , Leading a jet - black goat white ...
... Dear mother Ida , harken ere I die . I waited underneath the dawning hills , Aloft the mountain lawn was dewy - dark , And dewy - dark aloft the mountain pine : Beautiful Paris , evil - hearted Paris , Leading a jet - black goat white ...
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