The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageCecil Day Lewis Collins, 1954 - 576 oldal |
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105. oldal
... Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , mine only joy ! When thou hast taken thy repast , Repose , my babe , on me ; So may thy mother and thy nurse Thy cradle also be . Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , mine only joy ...
... Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , mine only joy ! When thou hast taken thy repast , Repose , my babe , on me ; So may thy mother and thy nurse Thy cradle also be . Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , mine only joy ...
287. oldal
... singing by herself ; Stop here , or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain , And sings a melancholy strain ; O listen ! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound . No nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to ...
... singing by herself ; Stop here , or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain , And sings a melancholy strain ; O listen ! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound . No nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to ...
459. oldal
... sing of ? or what powers Serve , that will give thee ere thou die More joy to sing and be less sad , More heart to play and grow more glad ? ' Play then and sing ; we too have played , We likewise , in that subtle shade . We too have ...
... sing of ? or what powers Serve , that will give thee ere thou die More joy to sing and be less sad , More heart to play and grow more glad ? ' Play then and sing ; we too have played , We likewise , in that subtle shade . We too have ...
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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