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Lax Below me , there , is the village , and looks how quiet and small ! And yet
bubbles o'er like a city , with gossip , scandal , and spite ; And Jack on his ale -
house bench has as many lies as a Czar ; And here on the landward side , by a
red ...
Lax Below me , there , is the village , and looks how quiet and small ! And yet
bubbles o'er like a city , with gossip , scandal , and spite ; And Jack on his ale -
house bench has as many lies as a Czar ; And here on the landward side , by a
red ...
Strona 33
I was walking a mile , More than a mile from the shore , The sun look'd out with a
smile Betwixt the cloud and the moor , And riding at set of day Over the dark moor
land , Rapidly riding far away , She waved to me with her hand . There were ...
I was walking a mile , More than a mile from the shore , The sun look'd out with a
smile Betwixt the cloud and the moor , And riding at set of day Over the dark moor
land , Rapidly riding far away , She waved to me with her hand . There were ...
Strona 36
... as if to a girl , and hold Awe - stricken breaths at a work divine , Seeing his
gewgaw castle shine , New as his title , built last year , There amid perky larches
and pine , And over the sullen - purple moor ( Look at it ) pricking a cockney ear .
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... as if to a girl , and hold Awe - stricken breaths at a work divine , Seeing his
gewgaw castle shine , New as his title , built last year , There amid perky larches
and pine , And over the sullen - purple moor ( Look at it ) pricking a cockney ear .
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... went Home with her maiden posy , For her feet have touch'd the meadows And
left the daisies rosy . 7 . Birds in the high Hall - garden Were crying and calling to
her , Where is Maud , Maud , Maud , One is come to woo her . 8 . Look , a horse ...
... went Home with her maiden posy , For her feet have touch'd the meadows And
left the daisies rosy . 7 . Birds in the high Hall - garden Were crying and calling to
her , Where is Maud , Maud , Maud , One is come to woo her . 8 . Look , a horse ...
Strona 43
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. 8 . Look , a horse at the door , And little King
Charles is snarling , Go back , my lord , across the moor , You are not her darling
. XIII . 1 . SCORN'D , to be scorn'd by MAUD . 43.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. 8 . Look , a horse at the door , And little King
Charles is snarling , Go back , my lord , across the moor , You are not her darling
. XIII . 1 . SCORN'D , to be scorn'd by MAUD . 43.
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