| Alexander Gilchrist, Anne Burrows Gilchrist - 1863 - 366 หน้า
...my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful...that it was mine, And into my garden stole When the rnght had veil'd the pole ; In the morning, glad, I see My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree. A LITTLE... | |
| William Blake - 1866 - 132 หน้า
...foe, I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night and morning, with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful...mine, And into my garden stole When the night had veil'd the pole : In the morning glad I see, My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree. A LITTLE GIRL LOST.... | |
| William Blake - 1874 - 194 หน้า
...foe ; I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears ; And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful...mine, And into my garden stole When the night had veil'd the pole : In the morning glad I see My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree. A LITTLE GIRL LOST.... | |
| Alexander Gilchrist - 1880 - 508 หน้า
...foe : I told it not, my wrath did grow. ] And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful...mine, And into my garden stole When the night had veil'd the pole ; In the morning, glad, I see My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree. A LITTLE BOY LOST.... | |
| William Blake - 1885 - 330 หน้า
...did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful...outstretched beneath the tree. A LITTLE BOY LOST. " ]VrOuGHT loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to thought A greater... | |
| William Blake - 1890 - 382 หน้า
...foe : I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful...had veiled the pole ; In the morning, glad, I see A LITTLE BOY LOST. OUGHT loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to thought... | |
| William Blake - 1893 - 416 หน้า
...foe : I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful...outstretched beneath the tree. A LITTLE BOY LOST. OUGHT loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to thought A greater than... | |
| William Blake - 1893 - 324 หน้า
...foe : I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful...had veiled the pole ; In the morning, glad, I see So BLAKE'S POEMS. A LITTLE BOY LOST. • NOUGHT loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so,... | |
| William Blake - 1905 - 260 หน้า
...foe : I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears ; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful...mine, And into my garden stole When the night had veil'd the pole: In the morning glad I see My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree. The Angel T DREAMT... | |
| William Blake - 1906 - 596 หน้า
...foe : I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft, deceitful...night had veiled the pole ; In the morning, glad, 1 see My foe outstretched beneath the tree. A LITTLE BOY LOST f NOUGHT loves another as itself, Nor... | |
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