Anthology of Romanticism, Volume 2Ernest Bernbaum T. Nelson and sons, 1929 - English literature |
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... eyes were bright , Yet leave those eyes to weep ? " How could you say my face was fair , And yet that face forsake ? How could you win my virgin heart , Yet leave that heart to break ? " Why did you say my lip was sweet , And make the ...
... eyes were bright , Yet leave those eyes to weep ? " How could you say my face was fair , And yet that face forsake ? How could you win my virgin heart , Yet leave that heart to break ? " Why did you say my lip was sweet , And make the ...
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... eyes was a 65 group of his servants endeavoring to raise something that appeared to him a mountain of sable plumes . He gazed without believing his sight . " What are ye doing ? " cried Manfred , wrathfully . " Where is my son ? " A ...
... eyes was a 65 group of his servants endeavoring to raise something that appeared to him a mountain of sable plumes . He gazed without believing his sight . " What are ye doing ? " cried Manfred , wrathfully . " Where is my son ? " A ...
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... eyes . " I hear the call . What mortal dares disturb my long repose And tread these mansions ? " Then she cast her eye , Her black and shining eye stern in my face , And cried , " Who art thou ? " JAMES LAWRENCE FROM THE EMPIRE OF THE ...
... eyes . " I hear the call . What mortal dares disturb my long repose And tread these mansions ? " Then she cast her eye , Her black and shining eye stern in my face , And cried , " Who art thou ? " JAMES LAWRENCE FROM THE EMPIRE OF THE ...
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