Anthology of Romanticism, Volume 2Ernest Bernbaum T. Nelson and sons, 1929 - English literature |
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Page 37
... thee with this scimitar as you have killed my son , " and accompanied those words with a frightful cry . The merchant , being as much frightened at the hideous shape of the monster as at those threatening words , 35 answered him ...
... thee with this scimitar as you have killed my son , " and accompanied those words with a frightful cry . The merchant , being as much frightened at the hideous shape of the monster as at those threatening words , 35 answered him ...
Page 191
... thee , great - great Sensorium of the world ! which vibrates , if a hair of our heads but falls upon the ground , in the remotest desert of thy creation . Touched with thee , Eugenius draws my curtain when I languish , hears my tale of ...
... thee , great - great Sensorium of the world ! which vibrates , if a hair of our heads but falls upon the ground , in the remotest desert of thy creation . Touched with thee , Eugenius draws my curtain when I languish , hears my tale of ...
Page 348
... thee still , my dear , Till a ' the seas gang dry : Till a ' the seas gang dry , my dear , And the rocks melt wi ' the sun ; And I will luve thee still , my dear , While the sands o ' life shall run . And fare thee weel , my only luve ...
... thee still , my dear , Till a ' the seas gang dry : Till a ' the seas gang dry , my dear , And the rocks melt wi ' the sun ; And I will luve thee still , my dear , While the sands o ' life shall run . And fare thee weel , my only luve ...
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