The Batsford Book of English Poetry: Chaucer to ArnoldA compendium of English poetry from Chaucer to Matthew Arnold based on syllabus requirements from O Level to post A Level. It includes short lyrics, complete books and long epic poems. |
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What fury , O son , Possesses thee to bend that mortal dart 730 Against thy father's head ? and know'st for whom ; For Him who sits above and laughs the while At thee ordained his drudge , to execute What e'er his wrath , which He calls ...
What fury , O son , Possesses thee to bend that mortal dart 730 Against thy father's head ? and know'st for whom ; For Him who sits above and laughs the while At thee ordained his drudge , to execute What e'er his wrath , which He calls ...
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... or a father , dead ; 03 The whisper , that to greatness still too near , Perhaps yet vibrates on his sovereign's ear Welcome for thee , fair virtue ! all the past : For thee , fair virtue ! welcome ev'n the last !
... or a father , dead ; 03 The whisper , that to greatness still too near , Perhaps yet vibrates on his sovereign's ear Welcome for thee , fair virtue ! all the past : For thee , fair virtue ! welcome ev'n the last !
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The Chimney Sweeper When my mother died I was very young , And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry weep ! ' weep ! ' weep ! ' weep ! ' So your chimneys I sweep , & in soot I sleep . sweep There's little Tom Dacre ...
The Chimney Sweeper When my mother died I was very young , And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry weep ! ' weep ! ' weep ! ' weep ! ' So your chimneys I sweep , & in soot I sleep . sweep There's little Tom Dacre ...
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Contents
1020 | 62 |
Alfred Lord Tennyson 180992 | 1005 |
Robert Browning 181289 | 1064 |
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