Six Centuries of Great Poetry, 第 2033 巻Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine Dell Publishing Company, 1955 - 544 ページ |
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... beauty's field , Thy youth's proud livery , so gazed on now , Will be a tattered weed , of small worth held : Then being asked where all thy beauty lies , Where all the treasure of thy lusty days , To say , within thine own deep ...
... beauty's field , Thy youth's proud livery , so gazed on now , Will be a tattered weed , of small worth held : Then being asked where all thy beauty lies , Where all the treasure of thy lusty days , To say , within thine own deep ...
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... beauty still . Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers ' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned In process of the seasons have I seen , Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned , Since first I ...
... beauty still . Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers ' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned In process of the seasons have I seen , Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned , Since first I ...
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... beauty and valor and act , oh , air , pride , plume , here Buckle ! AND the fire that breaks from thee then , a billion Times told lovelier , more dangerous , O my chevalier ! No wonder of it : sheèr plòd makes plow down sillion Shine ...
... beauty and valor and act , oh , air , pride , plume , here Buckle ! AND the fire that breaks from thee then , a billion Times told lovelier , more dangerous , O my chevalier ! No wonder of it : sheèr plòd makes plow down sillion Shine ...
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