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Tis an old dial , dark with many a stain ; And round her train the tiger - lilies
swayed , In summer crowned with drifting or - Like courtiers bowing till the queen
be chard bloom , gone . Tricked in the autumn with the yellow rain , She leaned
upon ...
Tis an old dial , dark with many a stain ; And round her train the tiger - lilies
swayed , In summer crowned with drifting or - Like courtiers bowing till the queen
be chard bloom , gone . Tricked in the autumn with the yellow rain , She leaned
upon ...
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The frequent sword - hilt had so frayed his glove ; The shade crept forward
through the dying glow ; Who switched at Psyche plunging in the There came no
more nor dame nor sun ; cavalier ; Uncrowned three lilies with a back - But for ...
The frequent sword - hilt had so frayed his glove ; The shade crept forward
through the dying glow ; Who switched at Psyche plunging in the There came no
more nor dame nor sun ; cavalier ; Uncrowned three lilies with a back - But for ...
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... I fell in love with Laura Lily . Her every look , her every smile , Shot right and left
a score of arrows ; I thought ' twas Venus from her isle , And wonder ' d where she
' d left her sparrows . I saw her at the County Ball : There , when the sounds of ...
... I fell in love with Laura Lily . Her every look , her every smile , Shot right and left
a score of arrows ; I thought ' twas Venus from her isle , And wonder ' d where she
' d left her sparrows . I saw her at the County Ball : There , when the sounds of ...
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Wear satin on their Her color comes backs ; and goes ; They sit all night at It
trembles to a Oinbre , lily , With candles all of It wavers to a rose . wax ; But
Phyllida , my Phyllida ! The ladies of St . She dons her russet James ' s gown With
“ Mercy !
Wear satin on their Her color comes backs ; and goes ; They sit all night at It
trembles to a Oinbre , lily , With candles all of It wavers to a rose . wax ; But
Phyllida , my Phyllida ! The ladies of St . She dons her russet James ' s gown With
“ Mercy !
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Does she kneel In the twilight stilly , Lily clad from throat to heel , She , my virgin
Lily ? Soon the wan , the wistful stars , Fading , will forsake her ; Elves of light , on
beamy bars , Whisper then , and wake her . Let this friendly pebble plead At her ...
Does she kneel In the twilight stilly , Lily clad from throat to heel , She , my virgin
Lily ? Soon the wan , the wistful stars , Fading , will forsake her ; Elves of light , on
beamy bars , Whisper then , and wake her . Let this friendly pebble plead At her ...
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Bibliographic information
| Title | Poems |
| Authors | Austin Dobson, Frederick Locker-Lampson, Winthrop Mackworth Praed |
| Illustrated by | Maud Humphrey |
| Publisher | Frederick A. Stokes, 1892 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 19 Feb 2008 |
| Length | 71 pages |
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