Golden Poems by British and American AuthorsFrancis Fisher Browne A.C. McClurg & Company, 1906 - Всего страниц: 526 |
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auld lang syne beauty birds blossoms blow blue breast breath bright brow clouds cuddle doon Danny Deever dark dead dear death deep dream dying earth EDMUND SPENSER eyes face fair feel flowers glory golden grave gray green grow hair hame hand hath hear heard heart heaven hill JAMES THOMSON JOHN kiss land light lips live look Lord LORD BYRON LORD TENNYSON morning mountain never nevermore night o'er ocean old Kentucky home old oaken bucket pale peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY rain RICHARD REALF rose round sail shine shore silent sing sleep smile snow soft softly song sorrow soul spirit Spring stars stream summer sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought tree violet voice wake waves weep wild WILLIAM WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings youth
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Стр. 80 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere 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, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Стр. 87 - Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such, as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now. Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests ; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime...
Стр. 109 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Стр. 156 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Стр. 78 - I wandered lonely as a cloud" I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves...
Стр. 80 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Стр. 102 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Стр. 420 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Стр. 86 - Reaper. Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Стр. 109 - But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover...
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| Название | Golden Poems by British and American Authors |
| Редактор | Francis Fisher Browne |
| Издатель | A.C. McClurg & Company, 1906 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 18 май 2007 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 526 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |