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Page 185
... night his weekly moil is at an end , Collects his spades , his mattocks , and his hoes , Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend , [ bend . And weary , o'er the moor , his course does hameward At length his lonely cot appears in view ...
... night his weekly moil is at an end , Collects his spades , his mattocks , and his hoes , Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend , [ bend . And weary , o'er the moor , his course does hameward At length his lonely cot appears in view ...
Page 336
... night , And storm , and darkness , ye are wondrous strong , Yet lovely in your strength , as is the light Of a dark ... night : -Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight ...
... night , And storm , and darkness , ye are wondrous strong , Yet lovely in your strength , as is the light Of a dark ... night : -Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight ...
Page 337
... Night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native Land - Good night ! " A few short hours and He will rise To 29 ...
... Night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native Land - Good night ! " A few short hours and He will rise To 29 ...
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From the Prologue to the Canterbury Tales | 27 |
Description of the Kings of Thrace and India | 35 |
SHAKSPEARE | 47 |
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