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And the vitriol madness flushes up in the ruffian's head , Till the filthy by - lane
rings to the yell of the trampled wife , While chalk and alum and plaster are sold
to the poor for bread , And the spirit of murder works in the very means of life . 11 .
And the vitriol madness flushes up in the ruffian's head , Till the filthy by - lane
rings to the yell of the trampled wife , While chalk and alum and plaster are sold
to the poor for bread , And the spirit of murder works in the very means of life . 11 .
Strona 8
For I trust if an enemy's fleet came yonder round by the hill , And the rushing
battle - bolt sang from the threedecker out of the foam , That the smoothfaced
snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and till , And strike , if he could ,
were it ...
For I trust if an enemy's fleet came yonder round by the hill , And the rushing
battle - bolt sang from the threedecker out of the foam , That the smoothfaced
snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and till , And strike , if he could ,
were it ...
Strona 13
Luminous , gemlike , ghostlike , deathlike , half the night long Growing and fading
and growing , till I could bear it no more , But arose , and all by myself in my own
dark garden ground , Listening now to the tide in its broad - flung shipwrecking ...
Luminous , gemlike , ghostlike , deathlike , half the night long Growing and fading
and growing , till I could bear it no more , But arose , and all by myself in my own
dark garden ground , Listening now to the tide in its broad - flung shipwrecking ...
Strona 23
And feet like sunny gems on an English green , Maud in the light of her youth and
her grace , Singing of Death , and of Honour that cannot die , Till I well could
weep for a time so sordid and mean , And myself so languid and base . 3 .
Silence ...
And feet like sunny gems on an English green , Maud in the light of her youth and
her grace , Singing of Death , and of Honour that cannot die , Till I well could
weep for a time so sordid and mean , And myself so languid and base . 3 .
Silence ...
Strona 25
And thus a delicate spark Of glowing and growing light Thro ' the livelong hours
of the dark Kept itself warm in the heart of my dreams , Ready to burst in a colour'
d flame ; Till at last when the morning came In a cloud , it faded , and seems But ...
And thus a delicate spark Of glowing and growing light Thro ' the livelong hours
of the dark Kept itself warm in the heart of my dreams , Ready to burst in a colour'
d flame ; Till at last when the morning came In a cloud , it faded , and seems But ...
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