English Masterpieces: From the beginnings through the XVIII century |
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One beer - thane there Lay down to sleep with his doom upon him . They placed by their heads their polished shields , Their battle - boards bright , on the bench nearby . Above each earl , within easy reach , Was his helmet high and his ...
One beer - thane there Lay down to sleep with his doom upon him . They placed by their heads their polished shields , Their battle - boards bright , on the bench nearby . Above each earl , within easy reach , Was his helmet high and his ...
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Sweet sleep , with soft down Weave thy brows an infant crown . Sweet sleep , Angel mild , Hover o'er my happy child . Sweet smiles , in the night Hover over my delight ; Sweet smiles , mother's smiles , All the livelong night beguiles .
Sweet sleep , with soft down Weave thy brows an infant crown . Sweet sleep , Angel mild , Hover o'er my happy child . Sweet smiles , in the night Hover over my delight ; Sweet smiles , mother's smiles , All the livelong night beguiles .
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Let thy west wind sleep on The lake ; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes , And wash the dusk with silver . Soon , full soon , Dost thou withdraw ; then the wolf rages wide , And the lion glares thro ' the dun forest : The fleeces of ...
Let thy west wind sleep on The lake ; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes , And wash the dusk with silver . Soon , full soon , Dost thou withdraw ; then the wolf rages wide , And the lion glares thro ' the dun forest : The fleeces of ...
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