The New Golden Treasury of English VerseEdward Leeson Macmillan, 1980 - 506 strán (strany) |
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... Hours with flying feet - But hark ! - that heavy sound breaks in once more , As if the clouds its echo would repeat ... hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings , such as press The life ...
... Hours with flying feet - But hark ! - that heavy sound breaks in once more , As if the clouds its echo would repeat ... hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings , such as press The life ...
Strana 435
... hour , when the eyes and back Turn upward from the desk , when the human engine waits Like a taxi throbbing waiting , I Tiresias , though blind , throbbing between two lives , Old man with wrinkled female breasts , can see At the violet ...
... hour , when the eyes and back Turn upward from the desk , when the human engine waits Like a taxi throbbing waiting , I Tiresias , though blind , throbbing between two lives , Old man with wrinkled female breasts , can see At the violet ...
Strana 467
... hour by hour , the glass will fall for ever , But if you break the bloody glass you won't hold up the weather . MEETING POINT TIME was away and somewhere else , There MacNeice 467 ·
... hour by hour , the glass will fall for ever , But if you break the bloody glass you won't hold up the weather . MEETING POINT TIME was away and somewhere else , There MacNeice 467 ·
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