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" I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world no doubt. Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast A moulted feather, an eagle-feather!... "
The Living Age - Page 662
1909
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The Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert Browning, Volume 2

Robert Browning - 1891 - 422 pages
...at — My starting moves your laughter ! ill. I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : IT. For there I picked up on the heather, And there I put inside...
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Selections from the Works of Robert Browning: Ed. and Arranged for School Use

Robert Browning - 1895 - 132 pages
...at — My starting moves your laughter ! III. I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world, no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : 1 Browning admired Shelley profoundly. In this poem he meets a man...
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Pages from the Day-book of Bethia Hardacre

Ella Fuller Maitland - 1895 - 328 pages
...at — My starting moves your laughter. ill. I crossed a moor with a name of its own, And a certain use in the world, no doubt ; Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone Mid the blank miles round about : IT. For there I picked up on the heather, And there I put inside...
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A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895: Selections Illustrating the Editor's ...

Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 802 pages
...started at — My starting moves your laughter I I cross'da moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world, no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : 353 359 For there I picked up on the heather And there I pat inside...
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The Complete Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert Browning

Robert Browning - 1895 - 1062 pages
...started at — Ыу starting moves your laughter ! I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : For there I picked up on the heather, And there I put inside my...
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English Poetry..: With Introduction, Notes and Illustrations, Volume 3

1896 - 532 pages
...started at — My starting moves your laughter! I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about: For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast...
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The Pied Piper of Hamelin: And Other Poems

Robert Browning - 1897 - 104 pages
...at — My starting moves your laughter ! I crossed a moor, with a name of its own 10 And a certain use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : For there I picked up on the heather, And there I put inside my...
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The Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert Browning..., Volume 2

Robert Browning - 1898 - 424 pages
...before that, And also you are living after ; TO. I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : IV. For there I picked up on the heather, And there I put inside...
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The Complete Works of Robert Browning: Dramatic lyrics. etc

Robert Browning - 1899 - 460 pages
...at — My starting moves your laughter ! m. I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : Iv. For there I picked up on the heather, And there I put inside...
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A Year Book of Famous Lyrics: Selections from the British and American Poets ...

Frederic Lawrence Knowles - 1901 - 494 pages
...started at — My starting moves your laughter ! I cross'da moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world, no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about: For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast...
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