Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 4W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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... dear Love's tie , makes Love himself more dear . " VIII Is that enchanted moan only the swell Of the long waves that roll in yonder bay ? And hark the clock within , the silver knell Of twelve sweet hours that past in bridal white , And ...
... dear Love's tie , makes Love himself more dear . " VIII Is that enchanted moan only the swell Of the long waves that roll in yonder bay ? And hark the clock within , the silver knell Of twelve sweet hours that past in bridal white , And ...
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... dear , we cannot stay ! The wild white horses foam and fret . " Margaret ! Margaret ! Come , dear children , come away down ; Call no more ! One last look at the white - walled town , And the little gray church on the windy shore , Then ...
... dear , we cannot stay ! The wild white horses foam and fret . " Margaret ! Margaret ! Come , dear children , come away down ; Call no more ! One last look at the white - walled town , And the little gray church on the windy shore , Then ...
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... dear , was it yesterday ( Call yet once ) that she went away ? Once she sate with you and me , On a red gold throne ... dear heart , through the waves ; Say thy prayer , and come back to the kind sea - caves ! " She smiled , she went up ...
... dear , was it yesterday ( Call yet once ) that she went away ? Once she sate with you and me , On a red gold throne ... dear heart , through the waves ; Say thy prayer , and come back to the kind sea - caves ! " She smiled , she went up ...
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