The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageCecil Day Lewis Collins, 1954 - 576 oldal |
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224. oldal
... wild . ' I made a garland for her head , And bracelets too , and fragrant zone ; She look'd at me as she did love ... wild and manna - dew , And sure in language strange she said I love thee true . ' " She took me to her elfin grot , And ...
... wild . ' I made a garland for her head , And bracelets too , and fragrant zone ; She look'd at me as she did love ... wild and manna - dew , And sure in language strange she said I love thee true . ' " She took me to her elfin grot , And ...
362. oldal
... winsome mouth , And a wild raspberry . A berry red , a guileless look , A still word , -strings of sand ! And yet they made my wild , wild heart Fly down to her little hand . For , standing artless as the air , And candid 362 Book.
... winsome mouth , And a wild raspberry . A berry red , a guileless look , A still word , -strings of sand ! And yet they made my wild , wild heart Fly down to her little hand . For , standing artless as the air , And candid 362 Book.
376. oldal
... wild With a faery , hand in hand , For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand . Where the wandering water gushes From the hills above Glen - Car , In pools among the rushes That scarce could bathe a star , We seek for ...
... wild With a faery , hand in hand , For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand . Where the wandering water gushes From the hills above Glen - Car , In pools among the rushes That scarce could bathe a star , We seek for ...
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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