The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-poems in the English LanguageScribner, 1866 - 384 oldal |
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83. oldal
... 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 ! Anonymous . HELEN OF KIRKCONNELL . WISH I were where EDMUND WALLER . 83.
... 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 ! Anonymous . HELEN OF KIRKCONNELL . WISH I were where EDMUND WALLER . 83.
84. oldal
... WISH I were where Helen lies ; Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies , On fair Kirkconnell lee . Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms bird Helen ...
... WISH I were where Helen lies ; Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies , On fair Kirkconnell lee . Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms bird Helen ...
85. oldal
... wish my grave were growing green ; A winding sheet drawn o'er my e'en , And I in Helen's arms lying On fair Kirkconnell lee . I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries , And I am weary of the skies , For her sake ...
... wish my grave were growing green ; A winding sheet drawn o'er my e'en , And I in Helen's arms lying On fair Kirkconnell lee . I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries , And I am weary of the skies , For her sake ...
95. oldal
... WISHES FOR THE SUPPOSED MISTRESS . HOE'ER she be , That not impossible She That shall command my heart and me ; Where'er she lie , Locked up from mortal eye In shady leaves of destiny ; Till that ripe birth Of studied Fate stand forth ...
... WISHES FOR THE SUPPOSED MISTRESS . HOE'ER she be , That not impossible She That shall command my heart and me ; Where'er she lie , Locked up from mortal eye In shady leaves of destiny ; Till that ripe birth Of studied Fate stand forth ...
96. oldal
... Wishes , Bespeak her to my blisses , And be ye called , my absent kisses . I wish her beauty That owes not all its duty To gaudy tire , or glistering shoe - tie : Something more than Taffeta or tissue can , Or rampant feather , or rich ...
... Wishes , Bespeak her to my blisses , And be ye called , my absent kisses . I wish her beauty That owes not all its duty To gaudy tire , or glistering shoe - tie : Something more than Taffeta or tissue can , Or rampant feather , or rich ...
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The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-Poems in the ... Thomas Dunn English Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2017 |
The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-Poems in the ... Thomas Dunn English Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2018 |
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beauty birds blossom blush bonnie BORN bosom braes breast breath bright brow BRYAN WALLER PROCTOR charms cheek Christ Church College cloud College dear death DIED disdain doth dream Earl educated EDWARD LYTTON EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON fair fairest fate flame flowers Forget gentle Giles Fletcher gone green hath hear heart heaven hope John JOHN LYLYE kiss lady leaves light lips look love thee love's lover maid Mary morning ne'er never Nicholas Breton night o'er Oxford passion plays poems Ramoth RICHARD BARNEFIELD ROBERT AYTOUN rose shade shine sigh sing skies sleep smile soft SONG sorrow soul spirit stars SUSANNA BLAMIRE sweet tears tell thee-I thought thine eyes THOMAS thou art thought of thee thy love Twas University of Edinburgh unto voice vows waly waves weary WILLIAM willow-tree wilt thou wind Yarrow young young Jessie
Népszerű szakaszok
162. oldal - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
99. oldal - Going to the Wars TELL me not, Sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast, and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True; a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such, As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
83. 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.
36. oldal - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
43. oldal - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : 'Fie, fie, fie...
158. oldal - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw...
76. oldal - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
155. oldal - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
65. oldal - SHALL I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair? Or make pale my cheeks with care 'Cause another's rosy are? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flowery meads in May, If she think not well of me, What care I how fair she be?
53. oldal - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.