Poetry in English |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 3 találat összesen 76 találatból.
169. oldal
... or bays ; And their incessant labours see Crowned from some single herb or tree , Whose short and narrow - vergéd shade Does prudently their toils upbraid ; While all flowers and all trees do close To weave the garlands of repose .
... or bays ; And their incessant labours see Crowned from some single herb or tree , Whose short and narrow - vergéd shade Does prudently their toils upbraid ; While all flowers and all trees do close To weave the garlands of repose .
286. oldal
This Lime - Tree Bower My Prison > ADDRESSED TO CHARLES LAMB , OF THE INDIA HOUSE , LONDON IO In the June of 1797 some long - expected friends paid a visit to the author's cottage ; and on the morning of their arrival , he met with an ...
This Lime - Tree Bower My Prison > ADDRESSED TO CHARLES LAMB , OF THE INDIA HOUSE , LONDON IO In the June of 1797 some long - expected friends paid a visit to the author's cottage ; and on the morning of their arrival , he met with an ...
526. oldal
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree , And climb black branches up a snow - white trunk Toward heaven , till the tree could bear no more , But dipped its top and set me down again . That would be good both going and coming back .
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree , And climb black branches up a snow - white trunk Toward heaven , till the tree could bear no more , But dipped its top and set me down again . That would be good both going and coming back .
Mit mondanak mások - Írjon ismertetőt
Nem találtunk ismertetőket a szokott helyeken.
Tartalomjegyzék
In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
Copyright | |
74 további fejezet nem látható
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
beauty birds blood body born breath child cloud cold dark dead death delight doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green grow hand hath head hear heart heaven hill hold hour land leaves light live look Lord mind morning mother move nature never night once pain pass play pleasure poor rain rest rise rose round seen sense shine sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears Tell thee things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk weep wind wings young youth