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... Lord , have mercy on us ! Beauty is but a flower Which wrinkles will devour ; Brightness falls from the air ; Queens have died young and fair ; Dust hath closed Helen's eye ; I am sick , I must die— Lord , have mercy on us ! Strength ...
... Lord , have mercy on us ! Beauty is but a flower Which wrinkles will devour ; Brightness falls from the air ; Queens have died young and fair ; Dust hath closed Helen's eye ; I am sick , I must die— Lord , have mercy on us ! Strength ...
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... Lord of our far - flung battle - line- Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine- Lord God of Hosts , be with us yet , Lest we forget , lest we forget ! The tumult and the shouting dies- The captains and the kings ...
... Lord of our far - flung battle - line- Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine- Lord God of Hosts , be with us yet , Lest we forget , lest we forget ! The tumult and the shouting dies- The captains and the kings ...
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... Lord shall trust in Him . When the will has forgotten the lifelong aim , And the mind can only disgrace its fame , And a man is uncertain of his own name- The power of the Lord shall fill this frame . When the last sigh is heaved , and ...
... Lord shall trust in Him . When the will has forgotten the lifelong aim , And the mind can only disgrace its fame , And a man is uncertain of his own name- The power of the Lord shall fill this frame . When the last sigh is heaved , and ...
Contents
50 | 73 |
Alexander Montgomerie b 1540 d | 80 |
Fulke Greville Lord Brooke b 1554 | 145 |
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The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1918 Arthur Quiller-Couch,Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch No preview available - 1966 |
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