Dawn to daylight; or, Gleams from the poets of twelve centuriesFrederick Warne & Company, 1874 - Всего страниц: 298 |
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... Nature . 247 248 ALLAN CUNNINGHAM . 1784-1842 . A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea . Hame , Hame , Hame ! WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 1770-1850 . The Solitary Reaper . The Mountain Child THOMAS HOOD . 1798-1845 . Hymn to the Sun I remember , I ...
... Nature . 247 248 ALLAN CUNNINGHAM . 1784-1842 . A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea . Hame , Hame , Hame ! WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 1770-1850 . The Solitary Reaper . The Mountain Child THOMAS HOOD . 1798-1845 . Hymn to the Sun I remember , I ...
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... Nature ALLAN CUNNINGHAM . 1784-1842 . A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea Hame , Hame , Hame ! WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 1770-1850 . The Solitary Reaper . The Mountain Child • • 225 227 229 · 231 234 236 238 240 242 243 • 245 • 246 • 247 248 • 249 ...
... Nature ALLAN CUNNINGHAM . 1784-1842 . A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea Hame , Hame , Hame ! WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 1770-1850 . The Solitary Reaper . The Mountain Child • • 225 227 229 · 231 234 236 238 240 242 243 • 245 • 246 • 247 248 • 249 ...
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... nature Now that the Winter's gone , the earth hath lost Her snow - white robes That precious life he yet disdains to save , Or with known art to try the gentle wave Neptune . True , a new mistress now I chase , The first foe in the ...
... nature Now that the Winter's gone , the earth hath lost Her snow - white robes That precious life he yet disdains to save , Or with known art to try the gentle wave Neptune . True , a new mistress now I chase , The first foe in the ...
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... Nature all around was gay , My heart was heavy still What hidest thou in thy treasure caves and cells ? I saw thee wedded Where the veiled virgin sits . With his white hair unbonneted , the stout old sheriff comes ; Behind him march the ...
... Nature all around was gay , My heart was heavy still What hidest thou in thy treasure caves and cells ? I saw thee wedded Where the veiled virgin sits . With his white hair unbonneted , the stout old sheriff comes ; Behind him march the ...
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... nature heard , When grateful songs to heaven's great King arose . Beloved cell , in mournful strains , alas ! And flowing tears , I leave thy ivy'd roof . No more thy silence shall the Muses break ; No more beneath thy classic shade ...
... nature heard , When grateful songs to heaven's great King arose . Beloved cell , in mournful strains , alas ! And flowing tears , I leave thy ivy'd roof . No more thy silence shall the Muses break ; No more beneath thy classic shade ...
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angels bear beauty beneath birds BIRKET FOSTER bless blow brave bright dark dead dear death deep doth earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers Forget friends give glory gold grave green hall hame hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hope hour JOHN keep kind King land leave lies light live look Lord mind morning mountains Nature never night noble o'er once pain pass peace pleasure poets poor pride rest rich rise rock rose round shade shine sight sing Sleep smile song soul sound SPIRIT Spring star stream sweet tears tell thee things thou thought tree true turns voice waters wave wide wild wind wings youth
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Стр. 234 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Стр. 70 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Стр. 223 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Стр. 142 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
Стр. 269 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Стр. 30 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
Стр. 61 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Стр. 104 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave The stars, with deep amaze.
Стр. 82 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Стр. 118 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind.