The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to ShirleyArthur Quiller-Couch Methuen, 1895 - Всего страниц: 382 |
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... was already trembling with the dawn of Milton . The lyrics in this volume are flowers of the first and incomparably brighter of these two creative days ; and at the risk of failing to follow it quite to its close I have stopped short.
... was already trembling with the dawn of Milton . The lyrics in this volume are flowers of the first and incomparably brighter of these two creative days ; and at the risk of failing to follow it quite to its close I have stopped short.
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... flowers with a single eye to ' Beauty making beautiful old rhyme ' ; and to make no effort to distinguish this anthology from others by including verses for their rarity rather than their worth . My second rule was to arrange this ...
... flowers with a single eye to ' Beauty making beautiful old rhyme ' ; and to make no effort to distinguish this anthology from others by including verses for their rarity rather than their worth . My second rule was to arrange this ...
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... flowers have dropped out of their proper places . But on the whole I trust that a fairly continuous chain of thought and feeling has been woven from the beginning , which treats of morning , and youth , and spring— ' Flower of the ...
... flowers have dropped out of their proper places . But on the whole I trust that a fairly continuous chain of thought and feeling has been woven from the beginning , which treats of morning , and youth , and spring— ' Flower of the ...
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... flowers that lies ; And winking Mary - buds begin To ope their golden eyes : With everything that pretty bin , My lady sweet , arise : Arise , arise . II Shakespeare . MATIN - SONG PACK clouds , away , and welcome , day ! With night we ...
... flowers that lies ; And winking Mary - buds begin To ope their golden eyes : With everything that pretty bin , My lady sweet , arise : Arise , arise . II Shakespeare . MATIN - SONG PACK clouds , away , and welcome , day ! With night we ...
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... flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously array'd , — Go to my Love , where she is careless laid Yet in her Winter's bower not well awake : Tell her the joyous time will not be stay'd Unless she do him by the ...
... flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously array'd , — Go to my Love , where she is careless laid Yet in her Winter's bower not well awake : Tell her the joyous time will not be stay'd Unless she do him by the ...
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Anon ANTHONY HOPE Author babe Baring Gould beauty birds Book of Airs bright Buckram Campion Corydon Crown 8vo cuckoo dear death delight dost doth E. F. BENSON earth England's Helicon English eyes fair fairy-queen fear flowers GILBERT PARKER GORDON BROWNE grace green Greensleeves grief H. C. BEECHING hath heart heaven heavenly Heigh Herrick honour JOHN KEBLE Jonson king kiss Lady leave light lips live look Lord Love's lovers lullaby Madrigals maid merry MESSRS METHUEN'S LIST mind morn never night nonny pity pleasure poem praise pretty Prisoner of Zenda Queen Raleigh rose Shakespeare shepherd sighs sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spring stanzas story swain tears Tereu thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought true love unto verse volume W. E. HENLEY W. G. COLLINGWOOD wanton weep wilt thou wind winter youth
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Стр. 277 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Стр. 22 - When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds, of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight ; The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he :Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Стр. 19 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
Стр. 116 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Стр. 144 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Стр. 15 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying : And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying.
Стр. 105 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
Стр. 123 - Philomel her voice shall raise ? You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
Стр. 41 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Стр. 109 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.