The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageCecil Day Lewis Collins, 1954 - 576 oldal |
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... roses be your lips , or your lips the roses . Anon . LXXI ROSALYND'S MADRIGAL 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 ...
... roses be your lips , or your lips the roses . Anon . LXXI ROSALYND'S MADRIGAL 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 ...
409. oldal
... Rose Aylmer , all were thine . Rose Aylmer , whom these wakeful eyes May weep , but never see , A night of memories and sighs I consecrate to thee . W. S. Landor CCCLXXXIX THE NEW HOUSE Now first , as I shut the door , I was alone In ...
... Rose Aylmer , all were thine . Rose Aylmer , whom these wakeful eyes May weep , but never see , A night of memories and sighs I consecrate to thee . W. S. Landor CCCLXXXIX THE NEW HOUSE Now first , as I shut the door , I was alone In ...
517. oldal
... rose - buds while ye may Gem of the crimson - colour'd Even Get up , get up , for shame ! Give to me the life I love Go fetch to me a pint o ' wine • The blooming morn Go , for they call you , shepherd , from the hill Go , lovely Rose ...
... rose - buds while ye may Gem of the crimson - colour'd Even Get up , get up , for shame ! Give to me the life I love Go fetch to me a pint o ' wine • The blooming morn Go , for they call you , shepherd , from the hill Go , lovely Rose ...
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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