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''And I alone of all mankind
Were left in loneliness behind.''
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William Barnes (1801-1886), British poet. A Winter Night (l. 13-14). . .
Oxford Book of Nineteenth-Century English Verse, The. John Hayward, ed. (...
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''It was a chilly winter's night;
And frost was glitt'ring on the ground,
And evening stars were twinkling bright;''
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William Barnes (1801-1886), British poet. A Winter Night (l. 21-25). . .
Oxford Book of Nineteenth-Century English Verse, The. John Hayward, ed. (...
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''Leaves of the summer, lovely summer's pride,
Sweet is the shade below your silent tree,''
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William Barnes (1801-1886), British poet. Leaves (l. 1-2). . .
Oxford Book of Nineteenth-Century English Verse, The. John Hayward, ed. (1964; repr...
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''Since I do miss your vaice an' feace
In prayer at eventide,
I'll pray wi' woone said vaice vor greace
To goo where you do bide;''
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William Barnes (1801-1886), British poet. The Wife a-Lost (l. 25-28). . .
Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ...
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But no. Too soon I voun' my charm abroke.
Noo comely soul in white like her—
Noo soul a-steppen light like her—
An' nwone o' comely height like her—
Went by; but all...
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William Barnes (1801-1886), British poet. The Wind at the Door (l. 21-25). . .
Poets of the English Language, Vols. I-V. Vol. I: Langland to Spens...
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