Poems, Volumen1Ticknor and Fields, 1857 |
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... Bird - spirit . I am the nearest nightingale That singeth in Eden after you ; And I am singing loud and true , And sweet , -I do not fail . I sit upon a cypress bough , Close to the gate , and I fling my song Over the gate and through ...
... Bird - spirit . I am the nearest nightingale That singeth in Eden after you ; And I am singing loud and true , And sweet , -I do not fail . I sit upon a cypress bough , Close to the gate , and I fling my song Over the gate and through ...
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Robert Browning. Treads out some cadence which ye heard before . Farewell ! the birds of Eden , Ye shall hear nevermore . Flower - spirits . We linger , we linger , The last of the throng , Like the tones of a singer Who loves his own ...
Robert Browning. Treads out some cadence which ye heard before . Farewell ! the birds of Eden , Ye shall hear nevermore . Flower - spirits . We linger , we linger , The last of the throng , Like the tones of a singer Who loves his own ...
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... birds , And lift her body up - thus - to my heart , And with my lips upon her lips , —thus , thus , — Do quicken and sublimate my mortal breath Which cannot climb against the grave's steep sides But overtops this grief ! Eve . I am ...
... birds , And lift her body up - thus - to my heart , And with my lips upon her lips , —thus , thus , — Do quicken and sublimate my mortal breath Which cannot climb against the grave's steep sides But overtops this grief ! Eve . I am ...
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... dogs , with your listening eyes ! My horses - my ground - eagles , for swift fleeing ! My birds , with viewless wings of harmonies , My calm cold fishes of a silver being , How happy were ye , living and possessing , O 50 A DRAMA OF EXILE .
... dogs , with your listening eyes ! My horses - my ground - eagles , for swift fleeing ! My birds , with viewless wings of harmonies , My calm cold fishes of a silver being , How happy were ye , living and possessing , O 50 A DRAMA OF EXILE .
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Robert Browning. Work out their bubbling mysteries under ground , — And all the birds sing , till for joy of song , They lift their trembling wings as if to heave The too - much weight of music from their heart And float it up the æther ...
Robert Browning. Work out their bubbling mysteries under ground , — And all the birds sing , till for joy of song , They lift their trembling wings as if to heave The too - much weight of music from their heart And float it up the æther ...
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