A Little Treasury of Love Poems, from Chaucer to Dylan Thomas |
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... and the body they are held Against , and the stalk of the small waist rising And flowering in the shape of breasts ; Whether in the bringing of the flowers or the food She offers plenty , and is part of plenty , And whether I see ...
... and the body they are held Against , and the stalk of the small waist rising And flowering in the shape of breasts ; Whether in the bringing of the flowers or the food She offers plenty , and is part of plenty , And whether I see ...
Page 354
How could the trees be beauteous , flowers so gay ? Could they remember but last year , How you did them , they you delight , The sprouting leaves which saw you here , And called their fellows to the sight , Would , looking round for ...
How could the trees be beauteous , flowers so gay ? Could they remember but last year , How you did them , they you delight , The sprouting leaves which saw you here , And called their fellows to the sight , Would , looking round for ...
Page 377
Eftsoons the nymphs , which now had flowers their fill , Ran all in haste to see that silver brood , As they came floating on the crystal flood ; Whom when they saw , they stood amazed still , Their wondering eyes to fill ; Them seemed ...
Eftsoons the nymphs , which now had flowers their fill , Ran all in haste to see that silver brood , As they came floating on the crystal flood ; Whom when they saw , they stood amazed still , Their wondering eyes to fill ; Them seemed ...
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Contents
SONG | 7 |
GO LOVELY ROSE Edmund Waller | 8 |
THE NIGHT HAS A THOUSAND EYES F W Bourdillon | 14 |
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