An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... dead we honour should . Ah dearest God me graunt , I dead be not defould . 43 The seuenth now after death and buriall done , Had charge the tender Orphans of the dead 380 And widowes ayd , least they should be vndone : In face of ...
... dead we honour should . Ah dearest God me graunt , I dead be not defould . 43 The seuenth now after death and buriall done , Had charge the tender Orphans of the dead 380 And widowes ayd , least they should be vndone : In face of ...
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... dead had peace , but it is not so ; To have no peace in the grave , is that not sad ? But up and down and to and fro , Ever about me the dead men go ; And then to hear a dead man chatter Is enough to drive one mad . II Wretchedest age ...
... dead had peace , but it is not so ; To have no peace in the grave , is that not sad ? But up and down and to and fro , Ever about me the dead men go ; And then to hear a dead man chatter Is enough to drive one mad . II Wretchedest age ...
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... dead or meet the liv- ing Lord . There is no glistering of an angel's wings , There is no voice of heavenly clear ... dead , He is not dead . In the true creed He is yet risen indeed ; Christ is yet risen . Weep not beside His tomb , Ye ...
... dead or meet the liv- ing Lord . There is no glistering of an angel's wings , There is no voice of heavenly clear ... dead , He is not dead . In the true creed He is yet risen indeed ; Christ is yet risen . Weep not beside His tomb , Ye ...
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