The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-poems in the English LanguageScribner, 1866 - 384 oldal |
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58. oldal
... dark world which lieth dead ; Spread forth thy golden hair In larger locks than thou wast wont before , And emperor - like decore With diadem of pearl thy temples fair : Chase hence the ugly night , Which serves but to make dear thy ...
... dark world which lieth dead ; Spread forth thy golden hair In larger locks than thou wast wont before , And emperor - like decore With diadem of pearl thy temples fair : Chase hence the ugly night , Which serves but to make dear thy ...
97. oldal
... darkness , by the light Of a clear mind are day all night . Life , that dares send A challenge to his end , And when it comes , says , " Welcome , friend . " I wish her store Of worth may leave her poor Of wishes ; and I wish - no more ...
... darkness , by the light Of a clear mind are day all night . Life , that dares send A challenge to his end , And when it comes , says , " Welcome , friend . " I wish her store Of worth may leave her poor Of wishes ; and I wish - no more ...
148. oldal
... more a brother ! No longer seek him east or west , No longer search the forest thorough ; For wandering in the night so dark , He fell a lifeless corpse in Yarrow . The tear shall never leave my cheek , No other 148 BOOK OF RUBIES .
... more a brother ! No longer seek him east or west , No longer search the forest thorough ; For wandering in the night so dark , He fell a lifeless corpse in Yarrow . The tear shall never leave my cheek , No other 148 BOOK OF RUBIES .
155. oldal
... Dark despair around benights me . I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy , Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her , Love but her , and love for ever . Had we never loved sae kindly , Had we never ROBERT BURNS . 155.
... Dark despair around benights me . I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy , Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her , Love but her , and love for ever . Had we never loved sae kindly , Had we never ROBERT BURNS . 155.
187. oldal
... dark and cold d ; Oh , thou never more canst give me One dear smile like those of old . " OH , YES --- SO WELL . " H , yes - so well , so tenderly Thou'rt loved , adored by me ; Fame , fortune , wealth , and liberty , Are worthless ...
... dark and cold d ; Oh , thou never more canst give me One dear smile like those of old . " OH , YES --- SO WELL . " H , yes - so well , so tenderly Thou'rt loved , adored by me ; Fame , fortune , wealth , and liberty , Are worthless ...
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The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-Poems in the ... Thomas Dunn English Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2017 |
The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-Poems in the ... Thomas Dunn English Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2018 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
aught beauty birds blossom blush bonnie BORN bosom braes breast breath bright brow BRYAN WALLER PROCTOR charms cheek Christ Church College cloud College dear death DIED disdain doth dream educated EDWARD COATE PINKNEY EDWARD LYTTON ELIZABETH TUDOR England fair fairest fate flame flowers Forget gentle Giles Fletcher gone green hath hear heart heaven hope John JOHN LYLYE kiss lady light lips look love thee love's lover maid Mary morning ne'er never Nicholas Breton night o'er Oxford passion plays poems poet Ramoth RICHARD BARNEFIELD ROBERT AYTOUN rose Scotland shade shine sigh sing skies sleep smile soft SONG sorrow soul spirit stars SUSANNA BLAMIRE sweet tears tell thee-I thought thine eyes THOMAS thou art thought of thee thy love Twas unto voice vows waves weary WILLIAM willow-tree wilt thou wind Yarrow young young Jessie
Népszerű szakaszok
162. oldal - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
83. oldal - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
99. oldal - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
28. oldal - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
227. oldal - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh, my latest sigh Will not be life's but hers. I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon— Her health! and would on earth there stood, Some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry, And weariness a name.
43. oldal - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : 'Fie, fie, fie...
158. oldal - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw...
155. oldal - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
65. oldal - SHALL I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair? Or make pale my cheeks with care 'Cause another's rosy are? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flowery meads in May, If she think not well of me, What care I how fair she be?
74. oldal - BID me to live, and I will live Thy Protestant to be ; Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thee. A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free, As in the whole world thou canst find, That heart I'll give to thee.