Readings in English Literature: From Chaucer to Matthew ArnoldGerald Bullett A. & C. Black, 1945 - 250 Seiten |
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... Brings me yew to deck my grave : Such end true lovers have . His face is fair as heav'n When springing buds unfold ; O why to him was't giv'n , Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast is love's all worship'd tomb , Where all love's ...
... Brings me yew to deck my grave : Such end true lovers have . His face is fair as heav'n When springing buds unfold ; O why to him was't giv'n , Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast is love's all worship'd tomb , Where all love's ...
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... bring me word . ' To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : ' It is not meet , Sir King , to leave thee thus , Aidless , alone , and smitten thro ' the helm . A little thing may harm a wounded man . Yet I thy hest will all perform at full ...
... bring me word . ' To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : ' It is not meet , Sir King , to leave thee thus , Aidless , alone , and smitten thro ' the helm . A little thing may harm a wounded man . Yet I thy hest will all perform at full ...
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From Chaucer to Matthew Arnold Gerald Bullett. Would bring the sweat into that brow of yours ! ' To Rafael's ! -And indeed the arm is wrong . I hardly dare — yet , only you to see , Give the chalk here - quick , thus the line should go ...
From Chaucer to Matthew Arnold Gerald Bullett. Would bring the sweat into that brow of yours ! ' To Rafael's ! -And indeed the arm is wrong . I hardly dare — yet , only you to see , Give the chalk here - quick , thus the line should go ...
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