A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN (Illustrated)
ILLUSTRATIONS
"I had great beauty: ask thou not my name"
Heading
Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand
The dim red morn had died, her journey done
A queen, with swarthy cheeks and bold black eyes
"Glory to God," she sang
"I am that Rosamond, whom men call fair"
Joan of Arc, A light of ancient France
The End
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An excerpt from the beginning of the poem:
I.
I read, before my eyelids dropt their shade,
"The Legend of Good Women," long ago
Sung by the morning star of song, who made
His music heard below;
II.
Dan Chaucer, the first warbler, whose sweet breath
Preluded those melodious bursts, that fill
The spacious times of great Elizabeth
With sounds that echo still.
III.
And, for a while, the knowledge of his art
Held me above the subject, as strong gales
Hold swollen clouds from raining, tho' my heart,
Brimful of those wild tales,
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"I had great beauty: ask thou not my name"
Heading
Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand
The dim red morn had died, her journey done
A queen, with swarthy cheeks and bold black eyes
"Glory to God," she sang
"I am that Rosamond, whom men call fair"
Joan of Arc, A light of ancient France
The End
*****
An excerpt from the beginning of the poem:
I.
I read, before my eyelids dropt their shade,
"The Legend of Good Women," long ago
Sung by the morning star of song, who made
His music heard below;
II.
Dan Chaucer, the first warbler, whose sweet breath
Preluded those melodious bursts, that fill
The spacious times of great Elizabeth
With sounds that echo still.
III.
And, for a while, the knowledge of his art
Held me above the subject, as strong gales
Hold swollen clouds from raining, tho' my heart,
Brimful of those wild tales,
A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN (Illustrated)
ILLUSTRATIONS
"I had great beauty: ask thou not my name"
Heading
Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand
The dim red morn had died, her journey done
A queen, with swarthy cheeks and bold black eyes
"Glory to God," she sang
"I am that Rosamond, whom men call fair"
Joan of Arc, A light of ancient France
The End
*****
An excerpt from the beginning of the poem:
I.
I read, before my eyelids dropt their shade,
"The Legend of Good Women," long ago
Sung by the morning star of song, who made
His music heard below;
II.
Dan Chaucer, the first warbler, whose sweet breath
Preluded those melodious bursts, that fill
The spacious times of great Elizabeth
With sounds that echo still.
III.
And, for a while, the knowledge of his art
Held me above the subject, as strong gales
Hold swollen clouds from raining, tho' my heart,
Brimful of those wild tales,
"I had great beauty: ask thou not my name"
Heading
Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand
The dim red morn had died, her journey done
A queen, with swarthy cheeks and bold black eyes
"Glory to God," she sang
"I am that Rosamond, whom men call fair"
Joan of Arc, A light of ancient France
The End
*****
An excerpt from the beginning of the poem:
I.
I read, before my eyelids dropt their shade,
"The Legend of Good Women," long ago
Sung by the morning star of song, who made
His music heard below;
II.
Dan Chaucer, the first warbler, whose sweet breath
Preluded those melodious bursts, that fill
The spacious times of great Elizabeth
With sounds that echo still.
III.
And, for a while, the knowledge of his art
Held me above the subject, as strong gales
Hold swollen clouds from raining, tho' my heart,
Brimful of those wild tales,
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| BN ID: | 2940015313949 |
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| Publisher: | Leila's Books |
| Publication date: | 09/11/2012 |
| Series: | Flowers of Parnassus , #4 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 1 MB |
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