Great English Writers, Volume 2Crofts, 1947 |
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Page 485
... hope ? I think there was hope , 630 Except he mock'd me when he spake of hope ; His hope he call'd it ; but he never mocks , For mockery is the fume of little hearts . And blessed be the King , who hath forgiven My wickedness to him ...
... hope ? I think there was hope , 630 Except he mock'd me when he spake of hope ; His hope he call'd it ; but he never mocks , For mockery is the fume of little hearts . And blessed be the King , who hath forgiven My wickedness to him ...
Page 503
... HOPE BEAUTIFUL Evelyn Hope is dead ! Sit and watch by her side an hour . That is her book - shelf , this her bed ; She plucked that piece of geranium - flower , Beginning to die too , in the glass ; Little has yet been changed , I think ...
... HOPE BEAUTIFUL Evelyn Hope is dead ! Sit and watch by her side an hour . That is her book - shelf , this her bed ; She plucked that piece of geranium - flower , Beginning to die too , in the glass ; Little has yet been changed , I think ...
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... hope or pleasure the most stern Goddess , most awful - eyed , Sits , but on either side Sits sorrow and the wrath of hearts that burn , 70 Sad faith , that cannot hope or fear , And memory grey with many a flowerless year , Not that in ...
... hope or pleasure the most stern Goddess , most awful - eyed , Sits , but on either side Sits sorrow and the wrath of hearts that burn , 70 Sad faith , that cannot hope or fear , And memory grey with many a flowerless year , Not that in ...
Contents
LORD BYRON | 1 |
ODE TO THE WEST WIND | 141 |
SO WELL GO NO MORE A ROVING | 167 |
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