Readings in English Literature: From Chaucer to Matthew Arnold |
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But now go again lightly , for thy long tarrying putteth me in great jeopardy of my life , for I have taken cold . And but if thou do now as I bid thee , if ever I may see thee I shall slay thee with mine own hands ; for thou wouldst ...
But now go again lightly , for thy long tarrying putteth me in great jeopardy of my life , for I have taken cold . And but if thou do now as I bid thee , if ever I may see thee I shall slay thee with mine own hands ; for thou wouldst ...
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We decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day , And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay . He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny and hate and pain ...
We decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day , And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay . He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny and hate and pain ...
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Heaven's air is better than the cold dead grave . Behold me : I am vast , and clad in iron , And tried ; and I have stood on many a field Of blood , and I have fought with many a foe : Never was that field lost , or that foe sav'd .
Heaven's air is better than the cold dead grave . Behold me : I am vast , and clad in iron , And tried ; and I have stood on many a field Of blood , and I have fought with many a foe : Never was that field lost , or that foe sav'd .
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