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" IN a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, Walled round with rocks as an inland island, The ghost of a garden fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of... "
Things in General - Page 259
1878
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 lehte
...fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves...southward, abrupt and broken, To the low last edge of the Ions; lone sand. If a step should sound or a word be spoken, Would a ghost not rise of the strange...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 24. köide;87. köide

1876 - 814 lehte
...fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves...last edge of the long lone land. If a step should sound or a word be spoken, Would a ghost not rise at the strange guest's hand ? So long have the grey...
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Poems and Ballads: Second series

Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1878 - 296 lehte
...fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves...last edge of the long lone land. If a step should sound or a word be spoken, So long have the grey bare walks lain guestless, Through branches and briers...
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The Household Book of Poetry

Charles Anderson Dana - 1882 - 906 lehte
...fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves...last edge of the long lone land. If a step should sound or a word be spoken, Would a ghost not rise at the strange guest's hand! So long have the gray...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1882 - 984 lehte
...windward and lee, A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless Ijed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves of...and broken, To the low last edge of the long lone sand. If a step should sound or a word be spoken, Would a ghost not rise of the strange guest's hand...
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Picturesque Quebec: A Sequel to Quebec Past and Present

Sir James MacPherson Le Moine - 1882 - 572 lehte
...linishwuod and thorn encloses The square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew irreeri from the graves of its roses Now lie dead. The fields fall south win d, abrupt anil broken, To the low last edge of the lonfi lone land, If a step should sound...
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Living English Poets: MDCCCLXXXII.

1883 - 378 lehte
...fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves...last edge of the long lone land. If a step should sound or a word be spoken, Would a ghost not rise at the strange guest's hand So long have the grey...
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Living English poets [selections from their works].

English poets - 1883 - 364 lehte
...fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves of its roses The fields fall southward, abrupt and broken, To the low last edge of the long lone land. If a step...
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Living English Poets: MDCCCLXXXII.

1883 - 378 lehte
...fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves of its roses The fields fall southward, abrupt and broken, To the low last edge of the long lone land. If a step...
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Selections from the Poetical Works of A.C. Swinburne

Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1884 - 724 lehte
...fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossom less bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves...last edge of the long lone land. If a step should sound or a word be spoken, Would a ghost not rise at the strange guest's hand? So long have the gray...
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