Dawn to daylight; or, Gleams from the poets of twelve centuriesFrederick Warne & Company, 1874 - Всего страниц: 298 |
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... tell ? .. A vale appeared below , a deep , retired abode } A . W. BAYES 193 J. A. PASQUIER 194 P. HUNDLEY 196 JOHN TENNIEL . 197 SIR JOHN GILBERT , A.R A. 199 J. GODWIN 201 BIRKET FOSTER 203 BIRKET FOSTER 205 SIR JOHN GILBERT , A.R.A. ...
... tell ? .. A vale appeared below , a deep , retired abode } A . W. BAYES 193 J. A. PASQUIER 194 P. HUNDLEY 196 JOHN TENNIEL . 197 SIR JOHN GILBERT , A.R A. 199 J. GODWIN 201 BIRKET FOSTER 203 BIRKET FOSTER 205 SIR JOHN GILBERT , A.R.A. ...
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... tell them too that ne'er among my crimes Did breach of faith , deceit , or fraud appear ; That infamy will brand to latest times The insults I receive while captive here . Know , all ye men of Anjou and Touraine , And ev'ry bachelor ...
... tell them too that ne'er among my crimes Did breach of faith , deceit , or fraud appear ; That infamy will brand to latest times The insults I receive while captive here . Know , all ye men of Anjou and Touraine , And ev'ry bachelor ...
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... tell aright Ther beauty grete , lyith not in my might , Ne ther array ; nevirtheless I shall Tell you a part , tho ' I speke not of all . The surcots white of velvet well fitting They werin clad , and the semis eche one As it werin a ...
... tell aright Ther beauty grete , lyith not in my might , Ne ther array ; nevirtheless I shall Tell you a part , tho ' I speke not of all . The surcots white of velvet well fitting They werin clad , and the semis eche one As it werin a ...
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... tell can , Forget not yet . Forget not yet the great assays , * The cruel wrong , the scornful ways , The painful patience and delays , Forget not , oh , forget not this , How long ago hath been and is The love that never meant amiss ...
... tell can , Forget not yet . Forget not yet the great assays , * The cruel wrong , the scornful ways , The painful patience and delays , Forget not , oh , forget not this , How long ago hath been and is The love that never meant amiss ...
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... Let the sound my deth tell , For I must dye ; There is no remedye ; For now I dye . · . : A HUNTING SONG . Farewell , my pleasures. ANNE BOLEYN . ( WRITTEN IN 1536. ) TIME OF HENRY VIII . EARL OF SURREY . 1516-1547. 23 Deth, rock me asleep.
... Let the sound my deth tell , For I must dye ; There is no remedye ; For now I dye . · . : A HUNTING SONG . Farewell , my pleasures. ANNE BOLEYN . ( WRITTEN IN 1536. ) TIME OF HENRY VIII . EARL OF SURREY . 1516-1547. 23 Deth, rock me asleep.
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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.