Poems, Volumen1Ticknor and Fields, 1857 |
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... rose in the bower - place , That dripped o'er you sleeping : To the asphodel flower - place , Ye walked ankle - deep in ! We pluck at your raiment , We stroke down your hair , We faint in our lament And pine into air . Fare ye well ...
... rose in the bower - place , That dripped o'er you sleeping : To the asphodel flower - place , Ye walked ankle - deep in ! We pluck at your raiment , We stroke down your hair , We faint in our lament And pine into air . Fare ye well ...
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... roses , did the light inclose me , And bunches of the grape swam blue across me— Yet I wail ! Second Spirit . I bounded with my panthers ! I rejoiced In my young tumbling lions rolled together ! My stag , the river at his fetlocks ...
... roses , did the light inclose me , And bunches of the grape swam blue across me— Yet I wail ! Second Spirit . I bounded with my panthers ! I rejoiced In my young tumbling lions rolled together ! My stag , the river at his fetlocks ...
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... roses on the bough did bud not pale , My rivers did not loiter in the sun ; I was obedient . Wherefore in my centre Do I thrill at this curse of death and winter ? ---- Do I wail ? Second Spirit . I wail , I wail ! I wail in the assault ...
... roses on the bough did bud not pale , My rivers did not loiter in the sun ; I was obedient . Wherefore in my centre Do I thrill at this curse of death and winter ? ---- Do I wail ? Second Spirit . I wail , I wail ! I wail in the assault ...
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... rose with my white hand , but it became Redder at once ? Could I walk leisurely Along our swarded garden , but the grass Tracked me with greenness ? Could I stand aside A moment underneath a cornel - tree , But all the leaves did ...
... rose with my white hand , but it became Redder at once ? Could I walk leisurely Along our swarded garden , but the grass Tracked me with greenness ? Could I stand aside A moment underneath a cornel - tree , But all the leaves did ...
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... rose ! I plucked it in our bower of Paradise This morning as I went forth , and my heart Has beat against its petals all the day . I thought it would be always red and full As when I plucked it - Is it ? -ye may see ! I cast it down to ...
... rose ! I plucked it in our bower of Paradise This morning as I went forth , and my heart Has beat against its petals all the day . I thought it would be always red and full As when I plucked it - Is it ? -ye may see ! I cast it down to ...
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