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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... moon . Upon the moon I fixed my eye , All over the wide lea ; With quickening pace my horse drew nigh Those paths so dear to me . And now we reached the orchard - plot ; And , as we climbed the hill , The sinking moon to Lucy's cot Came ...
... moon . Upon the moon I fixed my eye , All over the wide lea ; With quickening pace my horse drew nigh Those paths so dear to me . And now we reached the orchard - plot ; And , as we climbed the hill , The sinking moon to Lucy's cot Came ...
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... Moon he beholdeth God's creatures of the great calm , Their beauty and their happiness . He blesseth them in his heart . The spell begins to break . * The moving Moon went up the sky , And nowhere did abide : Softly she was going up ...
... Moon he beholdeth God's creatures of the great calm , Their beauty and their happiness . He blesseth them in his heart . The spell begins to break . * The moving Moon went up the sky , And nowhere did abide : Softly she was going up ...
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... moon . PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY / 1792 – 1822 Stanzas - April , 1814 Away ! the moor is dark beneath the moon , Rapid clouds have drank the last pale beam of even : Away ! the gathering winds will call the darkness soon , And profoundest ...
... moon . PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY / 1792 – 1822 Stanzas - April , 1814 Away ! the moor is dark beneath the moon , Rapid clouds have drank the last pale beam of even : Away ! the gathering winds will call the darkness soon , And profoundest ...
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