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Page 84
My sighs like whirlwinds labour hence to heave thee : If ever man were moved with woman's moans , Be moved with my tears , my sighs , my groans : ' All which together , like a troubled ocean , Beat at thy rocky and wreck - threatening ...
My sighs like whirlwinds labour hence to heave thee : If ever man were moved with woman's moans , Be moved with my tears , my sighs , my groans : ' All which together , like a troubled ocean , Beat at thy rocky and wreck - threatening ...
Page 203
I moved , and could not feel my limbs : I was so light – almost I thought that I had died in sleep , And was a blessed ghost . And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; But with its sound it shook the sails , That were ...
I moved , and could not feel my limbs : I was so light – almost I thought that I had died in sleep , And was a blessed ghost . And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; But with its sound it shook the sails , That were ...
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Soon a hum arose , As of a great assembly loosed , and fires Began to twinkle through the fog : for now Both armies moved to camp , and took their meal : The Persians took it on the open sands Southward ; the Tartars by the river marge ...
Soon a hum arose , As of a great assembly loosed , and fires Began to twinkle through the fog : for now Both armies moved to camp , and took their meal : The Persians took it on the open sands Southward ; the Tartars by the river marge ...
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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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