The World's Best Poetry ...John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, Charles Francis Richardson, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard J. D. Morris, 1904 - English poetry |
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... , — Here have our wild war - eagles flown , And flapped wide wings in fiery fight ; But the sad dove , that sits alone In England - she hath no delight . In vain the laughing girl will lean To greet her 24 POEMS OF NATIONAL SPIRIT .
... , — Here have our wild war - eagles flown , And flapped wide wings in fiery fight ; But the sad dove , that sits alone In England - she hath no delight . In vain the laughing girl will lean To greet her 24 POEMS OF NATIONAL SPIRIT .
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... wild wave have got thy dead , And will not yield them back again . Wave and wild wind and foreign shore Possess the flower of English land-- Lips that thy lips shall kiss no more , Hands that shall never clasp thy hand . What profit now ...
... wild wave have got thy dead , And will not yield them back again . Wave and wild wind and foreign shore Possess the flower of English land-- Lips that thy lips shall kiss no more , Hands that shall never clasp thy hand . What profit now ...
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... Tyre ! Judge of the nations , spare us yet , Lest we forget , -lest we forget ! If , drunk with sight of power , we loose Wild tongues that have not thee in awe , Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without PATRIOTISM . 31.
... Tyre ! Judge of the nations , spare us yet , Lest we forget , -lest we forget ! If , drunk with sight of power , we loose Wild tongues that have not thee in awe , Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without PATRIOTISM . 31.
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... wild , Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood , Land of the mountain and the flood , Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand ? Still , as I view ...
... wild , Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood , Land of the mountain and the flood , Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand ? Still , as I view ...
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... wild dismay , As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long array . Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless trance : " To arms ! ” cried Mortimer , and couched his quiv'ring lance . On a rock , whose ...
... wild dismay , As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long array . Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless trance : " To arms ! ” cried Mortimer , and couched his quiv'ring lance . On a rock , whose ...
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