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Sweet is the breath of morn , her rising sweet , With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun , When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams , on herb , tree , fruit , and Power , Glistering with dew ; fragrant the ...
Sweet is the breath of morn , her rising sweet , With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun , When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams , on herb , tree , fruit , and Power , Glistering with dew ; fragrant the ...
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Stol'n to this paradise , and so entranced , Porphyro gazed upon her empty dress , And listen'd to her breathing , if it chanced To wake into a slumbrous tenderness ; Which when he heard , that minute did he bless , And breath'd himself ...
Stol'n to this paradise , and so entranced , Porphyro gazed upon her empty dress , And listen'd to her breathing , if it chanced To wake into a slumbrous tenderness ; Which when he heard , that minute did he bless , And breath'd himself ...
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What would it count , though I should sing my death , And muse and mourn with as poetic breath As , in damp garden - walks , the autumn gale Sighs o'er the fallen floriage ? What avail Is the swan's voice , if all the hearers fail ...
What would it count , though I should sing my death , And muse and mourn with as poetic breath As , in damp garden - walks , the autumn gale Sighs o'er the fallen floriage ? What avail Is the swan's voice , if all the hearers fail ...
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
Urheberrecht | |
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