Anthology of the World's Best Poems, 3. kötetW. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 oldal |
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1147. oldal
... dear ! O happy and thrice happy she- Dear silver - breasted dove , Whoever she be- Whose early love With winged vows Makes haste to meet her Morning Spouse , And close with His immortal kisses ! Happy soul ! who never misses To improve ...
... dear ! O happy and thrice happy she- Dear silver - breasted dove , Whoever she be- Whose early love With winged vows Makes haste to meet her Morning Spouse , And close with His immortal kisses ! Happy soul ! who never misses To improve ...
1317. oldal
... dear , And the rocks melt wi ' the sun ; I will luve thee still , my dear , While the sands o ' life shall run . And fare thee weel , my only Luve , And fare thee weel a while ! And I will come again , my Luve , Though it were ten ...
... dear , And the rocks melt wi ' the sun ; I will luve thee still , my dear , While the sands o ' life shall run . And fare thee weel , my only Luve , And fare thee weel a while ! And I will come again , my Luve , Though it were ten ...
1318. oldal
... dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace , — Ah ! little thought we ' twas our last ! Ayr , gurgling , kissed his pebbled shore , O'erhung with wild woods , thickening green ; The fragrant birch , and hawthorn hoar ...
... dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace , — Ah ! little thought we ' twas our last ! Ayr , gurgling , kissed his pebbled shore , O'erhung with wild woods , thickening green ; The fragrant birch , and hawthorn hoar ...
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angel arms auld beauty beneath bird breath bright child clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ENGLAND eyes face fair fall fame fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green hand happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour lady land leaves light lines live look Lord loud mind moon morn move nature never night o'er once pain pass pleasure poem poet poetry poor pride rest rise rose round seemed shade silent sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring star stood strange sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought Till turned twas verse voice waves wild wind wings woods young youth