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«When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master.»
«So sweet love seemed that April morn. When first we kissed beside the thorn, So strangely sweet, it was not strange We thought that love could never change.»
«When men were all asleep the snow came flying, / In large white flakes falling on the city brown, / Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, / Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town.»
Author: Robert Bridges
(Physician, Poet)
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brown, drowsy, fall asleep, flake, hush, hushed, Hushing, large white, latest, loosely, perpetually, Snow White, stealthily, traffic
«The day begins to droop, - / Its course is done: / But nothing tells the place / Of the setting sun.»
«The south-wind strengthens to a gale, / Across the moon the clouds fly fast, / The house is smitten as with a flail, / The chimney shudders to the blast.»
Author: Robert Bridges
(Physician, Poet)
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blast, chimney, chimneys, flail, flailing, gale, gales, shuddered, shuddering, shudders, smites, smiting, smitten, south wind, strengthens, The Clouds, the South
«The hill pines were sighing, / O'ercast and chill was the day: / A mist in the valley lying / Blotted the pleasant May.»
«When Death to either shall come -- I pray it be first to me.»
«Spring goeth all in white, / Crowned with milk-white may: / In fleecy flocks of light / O'er heaven the white clouds stray.»
«Wherefore to-night so full of care, / My soul, revolving hopeless strife?»
«I will not let thee go. / Had not the great sun seen, I might; / Or were he reckoned slow / To bring the false to light, / Then might I let thee go.»
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