A Book of English Poetry1950 |
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Is it possible To spy it in an eye That turns as oft as chance on die , The truth whereof can any try , Is it possible ? Is it possible For to turn so oft , To bring that lowest that was most aloft , And to fall highest , yet to light ...
Is it possible To spy it in an eye That turns as oft as chance on die , The truth whereof can any try , Is it possible ? Is it possible For to turn so oft , To bring that lowest that was most aloft , And to fall highest , yet to light ...
Page 340
... Turns Ashes - or it prospers ; and anon , Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face Lighting a little Hour or two - is ... turn'd As , buried once , Men want dug up again . Think , in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose Doorways are alternate ...
... Turns Ashes - or it prospers ; and anon , Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face Lighting a little Hour or two - is ... turn'd As , buried once , Men want dug up again . Think , in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose Doorways are alternate ...
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... turning , turning , In mazes of heat and sound . But for peace her soul was yearning , And now peace laps her round . Her cabin'd , ample Spirit , It flutter'd and fail'd for breath . To - night it doth inherit The vasty Hall of Death ...
... turning , turning , In mazes of heat and sound . But for peace her soul was yearning , And now peace laps her round . Her cabin'd , ample Spirit , It flutter'd and fail'd for breath . To - night it doth inherit The vasty Hall of Death ...
Contents
i The Knight ii The Squire | 15 |
SIR THOMAS WYATT | 21 |
NICHOLAS BRETON | 27 |
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