The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageCecil Day Lewis Collins, 1954 - 576 oldal |
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276. oldal
... pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety . Waking or asleep Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream ...
... pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety . Waking or asleep Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream ...
318. oldal
... pain ; She from her prison fled ; But of the Vagrant none took thought ; And where it liked her best she sought Her shelter and her bread . Among the fields she breathed again : The master - current of her brain Ran permanent and free ...
... pain ; She from her prison fled ; But of the Vagrant none took thought ; And where it liked her best she sought Her shelter and her bread . Among the fields she breathed again : The master - current of her brain Ran permanent and free ...
439. oldal
... pain , pain and woe , Are my lot , night and noon , To see your bright face clouded so , Like to the mournful moon . But yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen ; ' Tis you shall reign , shall reign alone , My Dark Rosaleen ...
... pain , pain and woe , Are my lot , night and noon , To see your bright face clouded so , Like to the mournful moon . But yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen ; ' Tis you shall reign , shall reign alone , My Dark Rosaleen ...
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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