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I have neither hope nor trust ; May make my heart as a millstone , set my face as
a flint , Cheat and be cheated , and die : who knows ? wè are ashes and dust . 9 .
Peace sitting under her olive , and slurring the days gone by , When the poor ...
I have neither hope nor trust ; May make my heart as a millstone , set my face as
a flint , Cheat and be cheated , and die : who knows ? wè are ashes and dust . 9 .
Peace sitting under her olive , and slurring the days gone by , When the poor ...
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7 . Not die ; but live a life of truest breath , And teach true life to fight with mortal
wrongs . O , why should Love , like men in drinking - songs , Spice his fair
banquet with the dust of death ? Make answer , Maud my bliss , Maud made my
Maud by ...
7 . Not die ; but live a life of truest breath , And teach true life to fight with mortal
wrongs . O , why should Love , like men in drinking - songs , Spice his fair
banquet with the dust of death ? Make answer , Maud my bliss , Maud made my
Maud by ...
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My heart would hear her and beat , Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would
hear her and beat , Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under
her feet , And blossom in purple and red . XXII . 1 . The fault was mine , the 72 ...
My heart would hear her and beat , Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would
hear her and beat , Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under
her feet , And blossom in purple and red . XXII . 1 . The fault was mine , the 72 ...
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... and anger and lust , The little hearts that know not how to forgive : Arise , my
God , and strike , for we hold Thee just , Strike dead the whole weak race of
venomous worms , That sting each other here in the dust ; We are not worthy to
live .
... and anger and lust , The little hearts that know not how to forgive : Arise , my
God , and strike , for we hold Thee just , Strike dead the whole weak race of
venomous worms , That sting each other here in the dust ; We are not worthy to
live .
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And my heart is a handful of dust , And the wheels go over my head , And my
bones are shaken with pain , For into a shallow grave they are thrust , Only a yard
beneath the street , And the hoofs of the horses beat , beat , The hoofs of the ...
And my heart is a handful of dust , And the wheels go over my head , And my
bones are shaken with pain , For into a shallow grave they are thrust , Only a yard
beneath the street , And the hoofs of the horses beat , beat , The hoofs of the ...
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| Tytuł | Maud, and Other Poems Maud, and Other Poems, Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Autor | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Wydawca | E. Moxon, 1855 |
| W formie oryginalnej | Uniwersytet Illinois w Urbanie i Champaign |
| W formie cyfrowej | 20 Wrz 2016 |
| Liczba stron | 154 |
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