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Strona 13
Though now the weary bell was 30 . o'er , ' Twas then a cold and misty morn ,
She heard it through her bosom ring , The churchyard seemed a cave of As if '
twould ring for ever more . death ; 41 . They saw the Yew , by cold unshorn , She
...
Though now the weary bell was 30 . o'er , ' Twas then a cold and misty morn ,
She heard it through her bosom ring , The churchyard seemed a cave of As if '
twould ring for ever more . death ; 41 . They saw the Yew , by cold unshorn , She
...
Strona 17
He sang of love , and death , and life , And worlds and hearts , the homes of “
Like some great dusky crag he these ; towered , Of peace that conquers every
strife , In cloudy folds involved and dim ; Of grief whose pang the spirit frees ; As ...
He sang of love , and death , and life , And worlds and hearts , the homes of “
Like some great dusky crag he these ; towered , Of peace that conquers every
strife , In cloudy folds involved and dim ; Of grief whose pang the spirit frees ; As ...
Strona 19
Where Life for him in Death is cold , 31 . Fair growth goes on , and grasses wave ,
His work was done , and brightly sank And coloured Mies their reyels hold . The
day's last light upon his head ; 33 . ing still . The flowers that kindred beauty ...
Where Life for him in Death is cold , 31 . Fair growth goes on , and grasses wave ,
His work was done , and brightly sank And coloured Mies their reyels hold . The
day's last light upon his head ; 33 . ing still . The flowers that kindred beauty ...
Strona 20
There He thought how after Henry died died She strove and toiled with earnest
will , A worn - out widow's only good , To each small task her heart applied . A
daughter , all her help and pride , Though Death within was strengthen Who
toiled to ...
There He thought how after Henry died died She strove and toiled with earnest
will , A worn - out widow's only good , To each small task her heart applied . A
daughter , all her help and pride , Though Death within was strengthen Who
toiled to ...
Strona 22
Flet noctem , ramoque sedens miserabile ing into death and Orcus , because it
carmen showed she was too much loved ! Integrat , et mæstis late loca questibus
imWhat business had he to prose it plet . ” away that we must all die ? The whole
...
Flet noctem , ramoque sedens miserabile ing into death and Orcus , because it
carmen showed she was too much loved ! Integrat , et mæstis late loca questibus
imWhat business had he to prose it plet . ” away that we must all die ? The whole
...
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