 | 1994 - 1906 ÆäÀÌÁö
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 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1994 - 692 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven What thou art we know not; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright... | |
 | Philip Smith - 1995 - 101 ÆäÀÌÁö
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 | Philip Smith - 1995 - 101 ÆäÀÌÁö
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 | Robert Graves - 1995 - 560 ÆäÀÌÁö
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 | Stanley Appelbaum - 1996 - 240 ÆäÀÌÁö
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