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Page 45
... glory , hope's true gage , And thus I'll take my pilgrimage . Blood must be my body's balmer , No other balm will there be given , Whilst my soul like a white palmer Travels to the land of heaven , Over the silver mountains , Where ...
... glory , hope's true gage , And thus I'll take my pilgrimage . Blood must be my body's balmer , No other balm will there be given , Whilst my soul like a white palmer Travels to the land of heaven , Over the silver mountains , Where ...
Page 129
... glory move , And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes . Now , Lycidas , the Shepherds weep no more ; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore , In thy large recompense , and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood ...
... glory move , And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes . Now , Lycidas , the Shepherds weep no more ; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore , In thy large recompense , and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood ...
Page 232
... glory ; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two - and - twenty Are worth all your laurels , though ever so plenty . What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled ? ' Tis but as a dead - flower with May - dew besprinkled . Then ...
... glory ; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two - and - twenty Are worth all your laurels , though ever so plenty . What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled ? ' Tis but as a dead - flower with May - dew besprinkled . Then ...
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A. E. Housman ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE beauty beneath birds breast breath bright Christabel clouds dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream dust earth Edmund Blunden eyes face fair fear fire flame flowers G. K. Chesterton Gerard Manley Hopkins glory golden gone grace Grantchester grass green hair hand happy Harold Monro hast hath hear heart Heaven hill honour king lady land leaves light live look Lord lovers Lycidas MARTYN SKINNER moon morning never night o'er pale pleasure Poems POETS praise quiet ring rose round Samian wine shade shine shore silent sing skies sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet T. S. Eliot tears thee thine things thou art thought tree VICTORIA SACKVILLE-WEST voice W. B. Yeats wander waves weep wild wind wings woods