Poetry in English |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-3 von 78
Seite 189
The Salutation 5 These little limbs , These eyes and hands which here I find This panting heart wherewith my life begins ; Where have ye been ? Behind What curtain were ye from me hid so long ? Where was , in what abyss , my new - made ...
The Salutation 5 These little limbs , These eyes and hands which here I find This panting heart wherewith my life begins ; Where have ye been ? Behind What curtain were ye from me hid so long ? Where was , in what abyss , my new - made ...
Seite 340
Thou art my heaven , and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes , for meek St. Agnes ' sake , Or I shall drowse beside thee , so my soul doth ache . ” Thus whispering , his warm , unnerved arm , Sank in her pillow .
Thou art my heaven , and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes , for meek St. Agnes ' sake , Or I shall drowse beside thee , so my soul doth ache . ” Thus whispering , his warm , unnerved arm , Sank in her pillow .
Seite 512
Their eyes mid many wrinkles , their eyes , Their ancient , glittering eyes , are gay . 55 Long - Legged Fly 20 a 5 IC 15 That civilization may not sink , Its great battle lost , Quiet the dog , tether the pony To a distant post ...
Their eyes mid many wrinkles , their eyes , Their ancient , glittering eyes , are gay . 55 Long - Legged Fly 20 a 5 IC 15 That civilization may not sink , Its great battle lost , Quiet the dog , tether the pony To a distant post ...
Was andere dazu sagen - Rezension schreiben
Es wurden keine Rezensionen gefunden.
Inhalt
In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
Urheberrecht | |
74 weitere Abschnitte werden nicht angezeigt.
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
beauty birds blood body born breath child cloud cold dark dead death delight doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green grow hand hath head hear heart heaven hill hold hour land leaves light live look Lord mind morning mother move nature never night once pain pass play pleasure poor rain rest rise rose round seen sense shine sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears Tell thee things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk weep wind wings young youth