PoemsE. Moxon, 1843 - English poetry |
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... ; 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 doors , Old footsteps trod the upper floors , Old voices call'd MARIANA . 13.
... ; 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 doors , Old footsteps trod the upper floors , Old voices call'd MARIANA . 13.
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... face , While his locks a - dropping twined Round thy neck in subtle ring Make a carcanet of rays , And ye talk together still , In the language wherewith Spring Letters cowslips on the hill ? Hence that look and smile of thine ...
... face , While his locks a - dropping twined Round thy neck in subtle ring Make a carcanet of rays , And ye talk together still , In the language wherewith Spring Letters cowslips on the hill ? Hence that look and smile of thine ...
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... face , Oriana . They should have stabb'd me where I lay , Oriana ! How could I rise and come away , Oriana ? How could I look upon the day ? They should have stabb'd me where I lay , Oriana- They should have trod me into clay , Oriana ...
... face , Oriana . They should have stabb'd me where I lay , Oriana ! How could I rise and come away , Oriana ? How could I look upon the day ? They should have stabb'd me where I lay , Oriana- They should have trod me into clay , Oriana ...
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... face so sweet and meek , Oriana . Thou smilest , but thou dost not speak , And then the tears run down my cheek , Oriana : What wantest thou ? whom dost thou seek , Oriana ? I cry aloud : none hear my cries , Oriana . Thou comest atween ...
... face so sweet and meek , Oriana . Thou smilest , but thou dost not speak , And then the tears run down my cheek , Oriana : What wantest thou ? whom dost thou seek , Oriana ? I cry aloud : none hear my cries , Oriana . Thou comest atween ...
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... the knights at Camelot : But Lancelot mused a little space ; He said , " She has a lovely face ; God in his mercy lend her grace , The Lady of Shalott . " MARIANA IN THE SOUTH . I. WITH One black shadow 86 THE LADY OF SHALOTT .
... the knights at Camelot : But Lancelot mused a little space ; He said , " She has a lovely face ; God in his mercy lend her grace , The Lady of Shalott . " MARIANA IN THE SOUTH . I. WITH One black shadow 86 THE LADY OF SHALOTT .
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