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Tyger ! burning bright In the forests of the night , What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the ...
Tyger ! burning bright In the forests of the night , What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the ...
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There is sobbing of the strong , And a pall upon the land ; But the People in their weeping Bare the iron hand : 15 Beware the People weeping , When they bare the iron hand . He lieth in his bloodThe father in his face ; They have ...
There is sobbing of the strong , And a pall upon the land ; But the People in their weeping Bare the iron hand : 15 Beware the People weeping , When they bare the iron hand . He lieth in his bloodThe father in his face ; They have ...
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At the word , the saw , As if to prove saws knew what supper meant , Leaped out at the boy's hand , or seemed to leapHe must have given the hand . However it was , Neither refused the meeting . But the hand ! The boy's first outcry was ...
At the word , the saw , As if to prove saws knew what supper meant , Leaped out at the boy's hand , or seemed to leapHe must have given the hand . However it was , Neither refused the meeting . But the hand ! The boy's first outcry was ...
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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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