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... neither maid nor wife To tongue of neither wife nor maid , Thou wagg'st , but I am worn with strife , And feel like flowers that fade . B FROM " EDWIN THE FAIR " SONG In the hall SIR HENRY TAYLOR FROM "PHILIP VAN ARTEVELDE"
... neither maid nor wife To tongue of neither wife nor maid , Thou wagg'st , but I am worn with strife , And feel like flowers that fade . B FROM " EDWIN THE FAIR " SONG In the hall SIR HENRY TAYLOR FROM "PHILIP VAN ARTEVELDE"
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... feels the soft dawn's purpling twilight creep Over your ridges , while the mystic dews Swarm down , and wait to be instinct with gold And solar fire ! —ye mountains waving brown With thick - winged woods , and blotted with deep caves In ...
... feels the soft dawn's purpling twilight creep Over your ridges , while the mystic dews Swarm down , and wait to be instinct with gold And solar fire ! —ye mountains waving brown With thick - winged woods , and blotted with deep caves In ...
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... feel it ! For how hard it seem'd to me , When eyes , love - languid thro ' half - tears would dwell One earnest , earnest moment upon mine , Then not to dare to see ! when thy low voice , Faltering , would break its syllables , to keep ...
... feel it ! For how hard it seem'd to me , When eyes , love - languid thro ' half - tears would dwell One earnest , earnest moment upon mine , Then not to dare to see ! when thy low voice , Faltering , would break its syllables , to keep ...
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... feel strong in speaking truth ; Till now the dark was worn , and overhead The lights of sunset and of sunrise mix'd In that brief night ; the summer night , that paused Among her stars to hear us ; stars that hung Love - charm'd to ...
... feel strong in speaking truth ; Till now the dark was worn , and overhead The lights of sunset and of sunrise mix'd In that brief night ; the summer night , that paused Among her stars to hear us ; stars that hung Love - charm'd to ...
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... Among the fragments of the golden day . May nothing there her maiden grace affright ! Dear heart , I feel with thee the drowsy spell . My bride to be , my evermore delight , My own heart's heart , my ownest own , farewell ALFRED TENNYSON ...
... Among the fragments of the golden day . May nothing there her maiden grace affright ! Dear heart , I feel with thee the drowsy spell . My bride to be , my evermore delight , My own heart's heart , my ownest own , farewell ALFRED TENNYSON ...
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