The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageCecil Day Lewis Collins, 1954 - 576 oldal |
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228. oldal
... look'd on his dying child , And , smit with grief to view her- The youth , he cried , whom I exiled Shall be restcred to woo her . She's at the window many an hour His coming to discover : And he look'd up to Ellen's bower And she look ...
... look'd on his dying child , And , smit with grief to view her- The youth , he cried , whom I exiled Shall be restcred to woo her . She's at the window many an hour His coming to discover : And he look'd up to Ellen's bower And she look ...
263. oldal
... look my last , And thou shouldst smile no more ! And still upon that face I look , And think ' twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook That I must look in vain ! But when I speak - thou dost not say What thou ne'er ...
... look my last , And thou shouldst smile no more ! And still upon that face I look , And think ' twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook That I must look in vain ! But when I speak - thou dost not say What thou ne'er ...
362. oldal
... look , a word of her winsome mouth , And a wild raspberry . A berry red , a guileless look , A still word , -strings of sand ! And yet they made my wild , wild heart Fly down to her little hand . For , standing artless as the air , And ...
... look , a word of her winsome mouth , And a wild raspberry . A berry red , a guileless look , A still word , -strings of sand ! And yet they made my wild , wild heart Fly down to her little hand . For , standing artless as the air , And ...
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A. C. Swinburne beauty beneath birds bower breast breath bright brow C. H. Sorley Camelot clouds D. G. Rossetti dark Dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes F. W. Bourdillon fair fear flowers glory golden green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills kiss Lady Lady of Shalott leaves light live look look'd Lord Lord Byron Lord Tennyson Love's Lycidas lyre mind morn mountains ne'er never night o'er P. B. Shelley passion pleasure poem poets rest Rosaleen rose round runnable stag seem'd shade Shakespeare shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought thro tree Twas voice W. B. Yeats wave weep wild wind Wordsworth Yarrow youth