Poems, Volume 1James R. Osgood, 1873 - 595 pages |
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... speak sweet words : O listen , listen , your eyes shall glisten With pleasure and love and jubilee : O listen , listen , your eyes shall glisten When the sharp clear twang of the golden chords Runs up the ridged sea . Who can light on ...
... speak sweet words : O listen , listen , your eyes shall glisten With pleasure and love and jubilee : O listen , listen , your eyes shall glisten When the sharp clear twang of the golden chords Runs up the ridged sea . Who can light on ...
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... speak , And then the tears run down my cheek , Oriana : What wantest thou ? whom dost thou seek , I Oriana ? cry aloud : none hear my cries , Oriana . Thou comest atween me and the skies , Oriana . I feel the tears of blood arise Up ...
... speak , And then the tears run down my cheek , Oriana : What wantest thou ? whom dost thou seek , I Oriana ? cry aloud : none hear my cries , Oriana . Thou comest atween me and the skies , Oriana . I feel the tears of blood arise Up ...
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... speak , The lanes , you know , were white with May , Your ripe lips moved not , but your cheek Flush'd like the coming of the day ; And so it was - half - sly , half - shy , You would , and would not , little one ! Although I pleaded ...
... speak , The lanes , you know , were white with May , Your ripe lips moved not , but your cheek Flush'd like the coming of the day ; And so it was - half - sly , half - shy , You would , and would not , little one ! Although I pleaded ...
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... speak , and build up all My sorrow with my song , as yonder walls Rose slowly to a music slowly breathed , A cloud that gather'd shape : for it may be That , while I speak of it , a little while My heart may wander from its deeper woe ...
... speak , and build up all My sorrow with my song , as yonder walls Rose slowly to a music slowly breathed , A cloud that gather'd shape : for it may be That , while I speak of it , a little while My heart may wander from its deeper woe ...
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... speak my mind , And tell her to her face how much I hate Her presence , hated both of Gods and men . " O mother , hear me yet before I die . Hath he not sworn his love a thousand times , In this green valley , under this green hill , Ev ...
... speak my mind , And tell her to her face how much I hate Her presence , hated both of Gods and men . " O mother , hear me yet before I die . Hath he not sworn his love a thousand times , In this green valley , under this green hill , Ev ...
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