The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageCecil Day Lewis Collins, 1954 - 576 oldal |
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153. oldal
... thine eye I'll dight me in array ; I'll tend thy chamber door all night , And squire thee all the day . If sweetest sounds can win thine ear , These sounds I'll strive to catch ; Thy voice I'll steal to woo thysell , That voice that ...
... thine eye I'll dight me in array ; I'll tend thy chamber door all night , And squire thee all the day . If sweetest sounds can win thine ear , These sounds I'll strive to catch ; Thy voice I'll steal to woo thysell , That voice that ...
273. oldal
... thine a never - failing bond- Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain : Yet might'st thou seem , proud privilege ! to sing All independent of the leafy Spring . Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light ...
... thine a never - failing bond- Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain : Yet might'st thou seem , proud privilege ! to sing All independent of the leafy Spring . Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light ...
284. oldal
... thine , Even thine , though few thy wants ! —Roof , window , door , The very flowers are sacred to the Poor , The roses to the porch which they entwine : Yea , all that now enchants thee , from the day On which it should be touch'd ...
... thine , Even thine , though few thy wants ! —Roof , window , door , The very flowers are sacred to the Poor , The roses to the porch which they entwine : Yea , all that now enchants thee , from the day On which it should be touch'd ...
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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