Anthology of the World's Best Poems, 3. kötetW. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 oldal |
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1171. oldal
Rich the treasure , Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain . Soothed with the sound , the king grew vain ... pleasures . War , he sung , is toil and trouble ; 1171 JOHN DRYDEN.
Rich the treasure , Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain . Soothed with the sound , the king grew vain ... pleasures . War , he sung , is toil and trouble ; 1171 JOHN DRYDEN.
1177. oldal
... pleasure of possessing Surpasses all expressing ; But ' tis too short a blessing , And love too long a pain . ' Tis easy to deceive us , In pity of your pain ; But when we love , you leave us , To rail at you in vain . Before we have ...
... pleasure of possessing Surpasses all expressing ; But ' tis too short a blessing , And love too long a pain . ' Tis easy to deceive us , In pity of your pain ; But when we love , you leave us , To rail at you in vain . Before we have ...
1218. oldal
... pleasures , always hovered nigh ; But whate'er smacked of noyance or unrest Was far , far off expelled from this ... pleasure vie ? From mead to mead with gentle wing to stray , From flower to flower on balmy gales to fly , Is all ...
... pleasures , always hovered nigh ; But whate'er smacked of noyance or unrest Was far , far off expelled from this ... pleasure vie ? From mead to mead with gentle wing to stray , From flower to flower on balmy gales to fly , Is all ...
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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