Poems: Chiefly Philosophical; in Continuation of My Book and A Half Year's Poems |
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Strana 5
In vain she supplicated and in vain Clúng to the Consul's knees ; unpitying justice Lópped with remorseless axe the victim's head ; And never in Aventia's temple after Officiated Julia , but away Pined gradual and at last died ...
In vain she supplicated and in vain Clúng to the Consul's knees ; unpitying justice Lópped with remorseless axe the victim's head ; And never in Aventia's temple after Officiated Julia , but away Pined gradual and at last died ...
Strana 16
“ The first thought in your head comes That ' s beautiful and bright . ” “ Nay , nảy ; I vow I cannot , I cannot óne word write , I ' m dázzled by those eyes so , The beautiful and bright . ” INSCRIPTION FOR THE ALBUM IN WHICH LA ...
“ The first thought in your head comes That ' s beautiful and bright . ” “ Nay , nảy ; I vow I cannot , I cannot óne word write , I ' m dázzled by those eyes so , The beautiful and bright . ” INSCRIPTION FOR THE ALBUM IN WHICH LA ...
Strana 38
Stand úp here , little finger ; thou ' rt the pensive , Délicate , gentle , nobleminded Schiller , Ténder white - rose frostnipped in Weimar's garden Ére it had raised its modest head above Luxúriant Goethe's all too neighbouring shade ...
Stand úp here , little finger ; thou ' rt the pensive , Délicate , gentle , nobleminded Schiller , Ténder white - rose frostnipped in Weimar's garden Ére it had raised its modest head above Luxúriant Goethe's all too neighbouring shade ...
Strana 52
The golden crown upon his head , The beérjug in his hand , Beerdrinkers , see before ye here Your benefactor stand . Beerlóvers , paint him on your shields , Upon your beérpots paint ' Twere wéll a pope did never worse Than make ...
The golden crown upon his head , The beérjug in his hand , Beerdrinkers , see before ye here Your benefactor stand . Beerlóvers , paint him on your shields , Upon your beérpots paint ' Twere wéll a pope did never worse Than make ...
Strana 57
St. Arnaud called Though faint and like to die ; " Bring me my horse and hold me up , We ' ll win the victory . ” Ínto the field the hero rushed , One héld him on each side , He won the fight , then turned about And droóped his head and ...
St. Arnaud called Though faint and like to die ; " Bring me my horse and hold me up , We ' ll win the victory . ” Ínto the field the hero rushed , One héld him on each side , He won the fight , then turned about And droóped his head and ...
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Poems, Chiefly Philosophical: In Continuation of My Book and A Half Year's Poems James Henry Úplné zobrazenie - 1856 |
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Poems Chiefly Philosophical, in Continuation of My Book and a Half Year's Poems James Henry Úplné zobrazenie - 1856 |
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