PoemsE. Moxon, 1843 - English poetry |
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... the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange . She only said " My life is dreary , He cometh not , " she said ; She said " I am aweary , aweary ; I would that I were dead ! " II . Her tears fell with the dews at even MARIANA.
... the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange . She only said " My life is dreary , He cometh not , " she said ; She said " I am aweary , aweary ; I would that I were dead ! " II . Her tears fell with the dews at even MARIANA.
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... dead ! " III . Upon the middle of the night , Waking she heard the night - fowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her without hope of change , In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn ...
... dead ! " III . Upon the middle of the night , Waking she heard the night - fowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her without hope of change , In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn ...
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... dead ! " IV . About a stone - cast from the wall A sluice with blacken'd waters slept , And o'er it many , round and small , The cluster'd marish - mosses crept . Hard by a poplar shook alway , All silver - green with gnarled bark : For ...
... dead ! " IV . About a stone - cast from the wall A sluice with blacken'd waters slept , And o'er it many , round and small , The cluster'd marish - mosses crept . Hard by a poplar shook alway , All silver - green with gnarled bark : For ...
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... dead ! " VI . All day within the dreamy house , The doors upon their hinges creak'd ; The blue fly sung i ' the pane ; the mouse Behind the mouldering wainscot shriek'd , Or from the crevice peer'd about . Old faces glimmer'd thro ' the ...
... dead ! " VI . All day within the dreamy house , The doors upon their hinges creak'd ; The blue fly sung i ' the pane ; the mouse Behind the mouldering wainscot shriek'd , Or from the crevice peer'd about . Old faces glimmer'd thro ' the ...
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... dead ! " VII . The sparrow's chirrup on the roof , The slow clock ticking , and the sound Which to the wooing wind aloof The poplar made , did all confound Her sense ; but most she loath'd the hour When the thick - moted sunbeam lay ...
... dead ! " VII . The sparrow's chirrup on the roof , The slow clock ticking , and the sound Which to the wooing wind aloof The poplar made , did all confound Her sense ; but most she loath'd the hour When the thick - moted sunbeam lay ...
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