The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageCecil Day Lewis Collins, 1954 - 576 oldal |
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14. oldal
... rest that peace begets : - Doth not the sun rise smiling , When fair at even he sets ? -Rest you , then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt not in weeping ! While She lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies , Sleeping ! Anon . XXIII TO HIS LOVE ...
... rest that peace begets : - Doth not the sun rise smiling , When fair at even he sets ? -Rest you , then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt not in weeping ! While She lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies , Sleeping ! Anon . XXIII TO HIS LOVE ...
78. oldal
... Rest in the bottom lay . For if I should ( said He ) Bestow this jewel also on My creature , He would adore My gifts instead of Me , And rest in Nature , not the God of Nature , So both should losers be . Yet let him keep the rest , But ...
... Rest in the bottom lay . For if I should ( said He ) Bestow this jewel also on My creature , He would adore My gifts instead of Me , And rest in Nature , not the God of Nature , So both should losers be . Yet let him keep the rest , But ...
464. oldal
Cecil Day Lewis. Rest , rest , for evermore Upon a mossy shore ; Rest , rest at the heart's core Till time shall cease : Sleep that no pain shall wake ; Night that no morn shall break , Till joy shall overtake Her perfect peace . C. G. ...
Cecil Day Lewis. Rest , rest , for evermore Upon a mossy shore ; Rest , rest at the heart's core Till time shall cease : Sleep that no pain shall wake ; Night that no morn shall break , Till joy shall overtake Her perfect peace . C. G. ...
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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