The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1912, 3. kötet,843-1252. oldalH. Holt, 1912 - 3742 oldal |
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846. oldal
... her : Far off we catch the dark gleam of her tresses ; And wild birds haunt the wood - walks where she strays , Intelligible music warbling to her . The Question That Spirit charged to follow and defend her 846 Poems of Love.
... her : Far off we catch the dark gleam of her tresses ; And wild birds haunt the wood - walks where she strays , Intelligible music warbling to her . The Question That Spirit charged to follow and defend her 846 Poems of Love.
856. oldal
... birds are , Hawk on bough ! See the creature stalking While we speak ! Hush and hide the talking , Cheek on cheek ! What so false as truth is , False to thee ? Where the serpent's tooth is Shun the tree- Where the apple reddens Never ...
... birds are , Hawk on bough ! See the creature stalking While we speak ! Hush and hide the talking , Cheek on cheek ! What so false as truth is , False to thee ? Where the serpent's tooth is Shun the tree- Where the apple reddens Never ...
860. oldal
... bird of his feather . Your trade was with sticks and clay , You thumbed , thrust , patted , and polished , Then laughed , " They will see some day Smith made , and Gibson demolished . " My business was song , song , song ; I chirped ...
... bird of his feather . Your trade was with sticks and clay , You thumbed , thrust , patted , and polished , Then laughed , " They will see some day Smith made , and Gibson demolished . " My business was song , song , song ; I chirped ...
866. oldal
... nor questioned since , Nor cared for cornflowers wild , Nor sung with the singing bird . Jessie I take my heart in my hand , O 866 Poems of Love Song, "Oh! that we two were May- ing" Charles Kingsley Twice Christina Georgina Rossetti.
... nor questioned since , Nor cared for cornflowers wild , Nor sung with the singing bird . Jessie I take my heart in my hand , O 866 Poems of Love Song, "Oh! that we two were May- ing" Charles Kingsley Twice Christina Georgina Rossetti.
870. oldal
... bird singing alone to his nest , And the one star over the tower . I thought of our little quarrels and strife , And the letter that brought me back my ring . And it all seemed then , in the waste of life , Such a very little thing ...
... bird singing alone to his nest , And the one star over the tower . I thought of our little quarrels and strife , And the letter that brought me back my ring . And it all seemed then , in the waste of life , Such a very little thing ...
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The Home Book of Verse; American and English, 1580-1912 Burton Egbert Stevenson Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2012 |
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Alfred Tennyson Algernon Charles Swinburne Allan Water Annabel Lee Arthur O'Shaughnessy beauty birds bless bloom blow bonnie bosom bower breast breath bride bright brow burn cheek Christina Georgina Rossetti cold dark dead dear death delight doth dream echo ring Ernest Dowson eyes face fair flowers forget George Gordon Byron golden grace grass grave gray green hair hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven hour kiss knew lady light lips live Llano Estacado look love thee love's lover maid maiden moon morning ne'er never night o'er once pain Philip Bourke Marston Robert Browning Robert Burns Robin Adair rose shine sigh sing sleep smile snow soft song Sonnets sorrow soul stars sweet tears tell tender There's thine things thou art thought true Twas unto weary weep wife wild wind words
Népszerű szakaszok
1244. oldal - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints.
911. oldal - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
1211. oldal - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
1210. oldal - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
910. oldal - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
1047. oldal - Three years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
1214. oldal - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
1078. oldal - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea : But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my ANNABEL LEE ; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
925. oldal - I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
910. oldal - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. 202 Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i