An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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Page 103
... sound : Ye carelesse byrds are priuie to my cryes , Which in your songs were wont to make a part : Thou pleasaunt spring hast luld me oft a sleepe , Whose streames my tricklinge teares did ofte augment . Resort of people doth my greefs ...
... sound : Ye carelesse byrds are priuie to my cryes , Which in your songs were wont to make a part : Thou pleasaunt spring hast luld me oft a sleepe , Whose streames my tricklinge teares did ofte augment . Resort of people doth my greefs ...
Page 519
... sound Falls a soft murmur on th ' uninjur'd ear . Thus sitting , and surveying thus at ease The globe and its concerns , I seem ad- vanc'd To some secure and more than mortal height , That lib'rates and exempts me from them all . It ...
... sound Falls a soft murmur on th ' uninjur'd ear . Thus sitting , and surveying thus at ease The globe and its concerns , I seem ad- vanc'd To some secure and more than mortal height , That lib'rates and exempts me from them all . It ...
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... sound of the drum . I lastly was with Curtis , among the floating batt'ries , 68 And there I left for witness an arm and a limb : Yet let my country need me , with Elliot 69 to head me , 40 I'd clatter on my stumps at the sound of a ...
... sound of the drum . I lastly was with Curtis , among the floating batt'ries , 68 And there I left for witness an arm and a limb : Yet let my country need me , with Elliot 69 to head me , 40 I'd clatter on my stumps at the sound of a ...
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