The Girl's Book of Verse: A Treasury of Old and New PoemsFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1922 - 289 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 24 találatból.
14. oldal
... O'er crag and steep , Woodlands and meadow - ways , - Sleep ! While the moon's amber gleams Gild rock and flow'r , Let no untimely dreams Possess the hour ; Let no vague fears the heart ' Mid slumber keep [ 14 ] William Sharp.
... O'er crag and steep , Woodlands and meadow - ways , - Sleep ! While the moon's amber gleams Gild rock and flow'r , Let no untimely dreams Possess the hour ; Let no vague fears the heart ' Mid slumber keep [ 14 ] William Sharp.
15. oldal
A Treasury of Old and New Poems. Let no vague fears the heart ' Mid slumber keep , In dreams love hath no smart , - Sleep ! WILLIAM SHARP M ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE Y heart aches , and [ 15 ] SLEEP.
A Treasury of Old and New Poems. Let no vague fears the heart ' Mid slumber keep , In dreams love hath no smart , - Sleep ! WILLIAM SHARP M ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE Y heart aches , and [ 15 ] SLEEP.
21. oldal
... fear I made my shouting spear ; Of loss and doubt , and dread , And swift oncoming doom I made a helmet for my head And a floating plume . From the shutting mist of death , From the failure of the breath I made a battle horn to blow ...
... fear I made my shouting spear ; Of loss and doubt , and dread , And swift oncoming doom I made a helmet for my head And a floating plume . From the shutting mist of death , From the failure of the breath I made a battle horn to blow ...
57. oldal
... fears- O fond , O fool , and blind ! God guards in happier spheres ; That man will guard where he did bind Is hope for unknown years . To hear , to heed , to wed , Fair lot that maidens choose , Thy mother's tenderest words are said ...
... fears- O fond , O fool , and blind ! God guards in happier spheres ; That man will guard where he did bind Is hope for unknown years . To hear , to heed , to wed , Fair lot that maidens choose , Thy mother's tenderest words are said ...
61. oldal
... thought , Singing hymns unbidden Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high - born maiden In a palace tower , Soothing her love - laden Soul in secret hour With [ 61 ] TO A SKYLARK.
... thought , Singing hymns unbidden Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high - born maiden In a palace tower , Soothing her love - laden Soul in secret hour With [ 61 ] TO A SKYLARK.
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The Girl's Book of Verse; a Treasury of Old and New Poems Mary Gould Davis Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2012 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
bells beloved bends birds BLISS CARMAN blow boat breath breeze bright Camelot captain's gig cloud Cusha daffodils dance dark dear dream earth echoes EDMUND LEAMY Esbern Esbern Snare eyes fair Kirconnell lea fairy fear flowers golden green grey grows happy hath hear heard heart heaven heavenly HILDA CONKLING hills JOHN DRINKWATER JOHN MASEFIELD Kallunborg Kilmeny Kirconnell Lady of Shalott land laugh li'l baby light lilies listen lonely looked Lord loud lovely white soul LULLABY mist moon morning mother nest never night o'er once pale pipe Poems purple rain Red Gods call river ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON round sail SEVEN shadow ship shore skies sleep song sorrow sound Spring stars sweet thee thine things thou art thought tree uppe voice wake weary wild William Butler Yeats WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings yellow young
Népszerű szakaszok
42. oldal - The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
190. oldal - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed...
80. oldal - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
17. oldal - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet...
187. oldal - We listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip — Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
17. oldal - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee!
9. oldal - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
25. oldal - Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy cheer!" So I sang the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book that all may read.
140. oldal - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the •wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
16. oldal - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...