An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... thought CAN you paint a thought , or number Every fancy in a slumber ? Can you count soft minutes roving From a dial's point by moving ? Can you grasp a sigh , or lastly , Rob a virgin's honour chastely ? No , oh no ; yet you may Sooner ...
... thought CAN you paint a thought , or number Every fancy in a slumber ? Can you count soft minutes roving From a dial's point by moving ? Can you grasp a sigh , or lastly , Rob a virgin's honour chastely ? No , oh no ; yet you may Sooner ...
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... thought , 60 With many recognitions dim and faint , And somewhat of a sad perplexity , The picture of the mind revives again : While here I stand , not only with the sense Of present pleasure , but with pleasing thoughts That in this ...
... thought , 60 With many recognitions dim and faint , And somewhat of a sad perplexity , The picture of the mind revives again : While here I stand , not only with the sense Of present pleasure , but with pleasing thoughts That in this ...
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... thought but of old Giaffir's daugh- ter ! X No word from Selim's bosom broke ; One sigh Zuleika's thought bespoke : Still gazed he through the lattice grate , Pale , mute , and mournfully sedate . To him Zuleika's eye was turn'd , But ...
... thought but of old Giaffir's daugh- ter ! X No word from Selim's bosom broke ; One sigh Zuleika's thought bespoke : Still gazed he through the lattice grate , Pale , mute , and mournfully sedate . To him Zuleika's eye was turn'd , But ...
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