Maud, and Other PoemsKing, 1876 - 170 |
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... hope nor trust ; May make my heart as a millstone , set my face as a flint , Cheat and be cheated , and die : who knows ? we are ashes and dust . 9 . Peace sitting under her olive , and slurring the days gone by , When the poor are ...
... hope nor trust ; May make my heart as a millstone , set my face as a flint , Cheat and be cheated , and die : who knows ? we are ashes and dust . 9 . Peace sitting under her olive , and slurring the days gone by , When the poor are ...
Strona 35
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Like a sudden spark Struck vainly in the night , Then returns the dark With no more hope of light . X. 1 . SICK , am I sick of a ♪ 2 MAUD . 35.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Like a sudden spark Struck vainly in the night , Then returns the dark With no more hope of light . X. 1 . SICK , am I sick of a ♪ 2 MAUD . 35.
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... hope to pay ; And if ever I should forget That I owe this debt to you And for your sweet sake to yours ; O then , what then shall I say — If ever I should forget , May God make me more wretched Than ever I have been yet ! 10 . So now I ...
... hope to pay ; And if ever I should forget That I owe this debt to you And for your sweet sake to yours ; O then , what then shall I say — If ever I should forget , May God make me more wretched Than ever I have been yet ! 10 . So now I ...
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