Vanuit het boek
Resultaten 1-3 van 69
Pagina 92
As our blood labors to beget Spirits , as like souls as it can , Because such fingers need to knit That subtle knot , which makes us man , so SS 60 65 70 So must pure lovers ' souls descend To. 27. new concoction : a purification of the ...
As our blood labors to beget Spirits , as like souls as it can , Because such fingers need to knit That subtle knot , which makes us man , so SS 60 65 70 So must pure lovers ' souls descend To. 27. new concoction : a purification of the ...
Pagina 498
At midnight on the Emperor's pavement flit *$ Flames that no faggot feeds, nor steel has lit, Nor storm disturbs, flames begotten of flame, Where blood-begotten spirits come And all complexities of fury leave. Dying into a dance, ...
At midnight on the Emperor's pavement flit *$ Flames that no faggot feeds, nor steel has lit, Nor storm disturbs, flames begotten of flame, Where blood-begotten spirits come And all complexities of fury leave. Dying into a dance, ...
Pagina 552
The day is like wide water , without sound , Stilled for the passing of her dreaming feet Over the seas , to silent Palestine , Dominion of the blood and sepulchre . IS II 20 Why should she give her bounty to the dead ?
The day is like wide water , without sound , Stilled for the passing of her dreaming feet Over the seas , to silent Palestine , Dominion of the blood and sepulchre . IS II 20 Why should she give her bounty to the dead ?
Wat mensen zeggen - Een review schrijven
We hebben geen reviews gevonden op de gebruikelijke plaatsen.
Inhoudsopgave
POPULAR BALLADS | 1 |
John Skelton | 7 |
Sir Thomas Wyatt | 17 |
Copyright | |
51 andere gedeelten niet getoond
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ancient arms beauty bird blood body breath bright bring dark dead death delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fall fate fear fire flowers give grace green grow hair hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour keep King kiss land learned leaves light live look Lord mind morning move Muse nature never night o'er once pass play pleasure poem poet praise rest rise rose round sense shade shine side sight sing sleep song soul sound spirit spring stand star sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought tree true truth turn voice wind wings young youth