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But he , her fears to cease , Sent down the meek - eyed Peace ; She , crown ' d
with olive green , came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere , His ready
harbinger , With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing ; And , waving wide her ...
But he , her fears to cease , Sent down the meek - eyed Peace ; She , crown ' d
with olive green , came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere , His ready
harbinger , With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing ; And , waving wide her ...
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Nor is Osiris seen In Memphian grove or green , Trampling the unshower ' d
grass with lowings loud : Nor can he be at rest Within his sacred chest ; Nought
but profoundest hell can be his shroud ; In vain with timbrel ' d anthems dark The
...
Nor is Osiris seen In Memphian grove or green , Trampling the unshower ' d
grass with lowings loud : Nor can he be at rest Within his sacred chest ; Nought
but profoundest hell can be his shroud ; In vain with timbrel ' d anthems dark The
...
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... sung , And violets scatter ' d round ; and old and young , In every cottage -
porch with garlands green , Stand still to gaze , and gazing , bless the scene ;
While , her dark eyes declining , by his side , Moves in her virgin - veil the gentle
bride .
... sung , And violets scatter ' d round ; and old and young , In every cottage -
porch with garlands green , Stand still to gaze , and gazing , bless the scene ;
While , her dark eyes declining , by his side , Moves in her virgin - veil the gentle
bride .
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By HALLECK , an American poet . GREEN be the turf above thee , Friend of my
better days : None knew thee but to love thee , None named thee but to praise .
Tears fell when thou wert dying , From eyes unused 410 BEAUTIFUL POETRY .
By HALLECK , an American poet . GREEN be the turf above thee , Friend of my
better days : None knew thee but to love thee , None named thee but to praise .
Tears fell when thou wert dying , From eyes unused 410 BEAUTIFUL POETRY .
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SEPTEMBER woods , September skies , so soft and sunny all ! Unfaded and
unfallen your leaves , and yet so soon to fall : Ah , what avails that dying smile
which gilds your fading green ? White Winter peeps , like Death , behind , to shut
the ...
SEPTEMBER woods , September skies , so soft and sunny all ! Unfaded and
unfallen your leaves , and yet so soon to fall : Ah , what avails that dying smile
which gilds your fading green ? White Winter peeps , like Death , behind , to shut
the ...
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書誌情報
| 書籍名 | Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, 第 2 巻 Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Beautiful poetry |
| 著者 | Beautiful poetry |
| 発行 | 1854 |
| 書籍の提供元 | オックスフォード大学 |
| デジタル化された日 | 2006年9月27日 |
| 引用のエクスポート | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |