A Book of English Poetry1950 |
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Page 88
... hope the world can show A fitter love for me ; But since that I At the last must part , ' tis best , Thus to use myself in jest By feigned deaths to die . Yesternight the sun went hence , And yet is here to - day ; He hath no desire nor ...
... hope the world can show A fitter love for me ; But since that I At the last must part , ' tis best , Thus to use myself in jest By feigned deaths to die . Yesternight the sun went hence , And yet is here to - day ; He hath no desire nor ...
Page 182
... Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar ; Wait the great teacher Death : and God adore . What future bliss , he gives not thee to know , But gives that hope to be thy blessing now . Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man ...
... Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar ; Wait the great teacher Death : and God adore . What future bliss , he gives not thee to know , But gives that hope to be thy blessing now . Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man ...
Page 183
Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man never is , but always to be blest : The soul , uneasy and confined from home , Rests and expatiates in a life to come . Lo , the poor Indian ! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds , or ...
Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man never is , but always to be blest : The soul , uneasy and confined from home , Rests and expatiates in a life to come . Lo , the poor Indian ! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds , or ...
Contents
i The Knight ii The Squire | 15 |
SIR THOMAS WYATT | 21 |
NICHOLAS BRETON | 27 |
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