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Page 33
... things Each care decays , and yet my sorrow springs . ALAS , So all things now do hold their peace , Heaven and earth disturbed in nothing ; The beasts , the air , the birds their song do cease ; The night's chare the stars about doth ...
... things Each care decays , and yet my sorrow springs . ALAS , So all things now do hold their peace , Heaven and earth disturbed in nothing ; The beasts , the air , the birds their song do cease ; The night's chare the stars about doth ...
Page 357
... things else have rest from weariness ? All things have rest : why should we toil alone , We only toil , who are the first of things , And make perpetual moan , Still from one sorrow to another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings , And ...
... things else have rest from weariness ? All things have rest : why should we toil alone , We only toil , who are the first of things , And make perpetual moan , Still from one sorrow to another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings , And ...
Page 422
... things like that . ' ' What were they , then ? ' ' All sorts of queer things , Things never seen or heard or written about , Very strange , un - Welsh , utterly peculiar Things . Oh , solid enough they seemed to touch , Had anyone dared ...
... things like that . ' ' What were they , then ? ' ' All sorts of queer things , Things never seen or heard or written about , Very strange , un - Welsh , utterly peculiar Things . Oh , solid enough they seemed to touch , Had anyone dared ...
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Adlestrop beauty Beeny beneath bird blood breast breath bright clouds Colour-Sergeant dance Danny Deever dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth echo ring eternal ev'ry eyes face fair fall fear fire flame flowers forto grace Grantchester green GRONGAR HILL hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honour Hymen kings kiss land leaves light live look Lord lute Lycidas mind moon morning Muse ne'er never NICHOLAS BRETON night nymphs o'er peace pleasure pow'r praise pride rest rose round Samian wine shade shadow shine sigh sight sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine things thought Timor mortis conturbat Tiresias trees twas unto voice vrom W. B. YEATS weep wild wind woods youth