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Page 47
... wild and bare , Wide , wild , and open to the air , Which had built up everywhere An under - roof of doleful gray . With an inner voice the river ran , Adown it floated a dying swan , And loudly did lament . It was the middle of the day ...
... wild and bare , Wide , wild , and open to the air , Which had built up everywhere An under - roof of doleful gray . With an inner voice the river ran , Adown it floated a dying swan , And loudly did lament . It was the middle of the day ...
Page 48
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Chasing itself at its own wild will , And far thro ' the marish green and still The tangled water - courses slept , Shot over with purple , and green , and yellow . 3 . The wild swan's death - hymn took ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Chasing itself at its own wild will , And far thro ' the marish green and still The tangled water - courses slept , Shot over with purple , and green , and yellow . 3 . The wild swan's death - hymn took ...
Page 51
... Wild words wander here and there : God's great gift of speech abused Makes thy memory confused : But let them rave . The balm - cricket carols clear In the green that folds thy grave . Let them rave . 2 LOVE AND DEATH . WHAT time the ...
... Wild words wander here and there : God's great gift of speech abused Makes thy memory confused : But let them rave . The balm - cricket carols clear In the green that folds thy grave . Let them rave . 2 LOVE AND DEATH . WHAT time the ...
Page 86
... the village spire : For even here , where I and you Have lived and loved alone so long , Each morn my sleep was broken thro ' By some wild skylark's matin song . And oft I heard the tender dove In firry woodlands 86 THE MILLER'S DAUGHTER .
... the village spire : For even here , where I and you Have lived and loved alone so long , Each morn my sleep was broken thro ' By some wild skylark's matin song . And oft I heard the tender dove In firry woodlands 86 THE MILLER'S DAUGHTER .
Page 102
... wild festoon Ran riot , garlanding the gnarled boughs With bunch and berry and flower thro ' and thro ' . " O mother Ida , harken ere I die . On the tree - tops a crested peacock lit , And o'er him flow'd a golden cloud , and lean'd ...
... wild festoon Ran riot , garlanding the gnarled boughs With bunch and berry and flower thro ' and thro ' . " O mother Ida , harken ere I die . On the tree - tops a crested peacock lit , And o'er him flow'd a golden cloud , and lean'd ...
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