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Coleridge The angelic spirits leave the dead bodies , And appear in their own forms of light . The rock shone bright , the kirk no less , That stands above the rock : The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock .
Coleridge The angelic spirits leave the dead bodies , And appear in their own forms of light . The rock shone bright , the kirk no less , That stands above the rock : The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock .
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Swallows that sleet and slight The airy eaves in flight were not more light Than he at play . And yet A blindman's praises of haze Were not so lacking in phrase As night - light fingers were that wary day Wanting in subtlety .
Swallows that sleet and slight The airy eaves in flight were not more light Than he at play . And yet A blindman's praises of haze Were not so lacking in phrase As night - light fingers were that wary day Wanting in subtlety .
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And louder drummed the blood - light in his ears , Stiffer the lift , rounder the hour at last That struck for home . Love , like a lick of oil , That softly clicks the lock and often , Slid over her then and loosed her backward wards ...
And louder drummed the blood - light in his ears , Stiffer the lift , rounder the hour at last That struck for home . Love , like a lick of oil , That softly clicks the lock and often , Slid over her then and loosed her backward wards ...
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Contents
I | 1 |
John SKBLTON c 14601529 | 12 |
SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 15541586 | 56 |
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Bibliographic information
| Title | The Penguin Book of Narrative Verse Part 49 of The Penguin poets |
| Editor | David Herbert |
| Publisher | Middlesex, 1960 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 27 Feb 2005 |
| Length | 462 pages |
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