Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 4W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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... give you hope , Shall give you health , and help , and hope , My Dark Rosaleen ! Over hills , and through dales , Have I roamed for your sake ; All yesterday I sailed with sails On river and on lake . The Erne , at its highest flood , I ...
... give you hope , Shall give you health , and help , and hope , My Dark Rosaleen ! Over hills , and through dales , Have I roamed for your sake ; All yesterday I sailed with sails On river and on lake . The Erne , at its highest flood , I ...
Page 1908
... Give the chalk here - quick , thus the line should go ! Ay , but the soul ! he's Rafael ! rub it out ! Still , all I care for , if he spoke the truth , ( What he ? why , who but Michel Agnolo ? Do you forget already words like those ...
... Give the chalk here - quick , thus the line should go ! Ay , but the soul ! he's Rafael ! rub it out ! Still , all I care for , if he spoke the truth , ( What he ? why , who but Michel Agnolo ? Do you forget already words like those ...
Page 1939
... gives an admirable picture of the times of chivalry . Arthur Symons says : " The medi- aeval temper of entire confidence in the ordeal by duel ... give our tourney prize away . III I thought they loved me , did me grace 1939 ROBERT BROWNING.
... gives an admirable picture of the times of chivalry . Arthur Symons says : " The medi- aeval temper of entire confidence in the ordeal by duel ... give our tourney prize away . III I thought they loved me , did me grace 1939 ROBERT BROWNING.
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