Anthology of the World's Best Poems, 3. kötetW. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 oldal |
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1185. oldal
... verse is very bad , even as verse ; much of it is revolting in thought ; but where will one find other such bawls of savage humor as in Jove's speech in The Day of Judgment , and such cynicism as in the Verses on the Death of Dr. Swift ...
... verse is very bad , even as verse ; much of it is revolting in thought ; but where will one find other such bawls of savage humor as in Jove's speech in The Day of Judgment , and such cynicism as in the Verses on the Death of Dr. Swift ...
1476. oldal
Verse AST ruined Ilion Helen lives , PAS Alcestis rises from the shades ; Verse calls them forth ; ' tis verse that gives Immortal youth to mortal maids . Soon shall Oblivion's deepening veil Hide all the peopled hills you see , The gay ...
Verse AST ruined Ilion Helen lives , PAS Alcestis rises from the shades ; Verse calls them forth ; ' tis verse that gives Immortal youth to mortal maids . Soon shall Oblivion's deepening veil Hide all the peopled hills you see , The gay ...
1516. oldal
... verse . *** They are like no other verse : they are startling , grotesque , full of hearty extravagances , at times thrilling with unexpected beauty . The masterpiece , perhaps , *** is The War - Song of Dinas Vawr , which is , as the ...
... verse . *** They are like no other verse : they are startling , grotesque , full of hearty extravagances , at times thrilling with unexpected beauty . The masterpiece , perhaps , *** is The War - Song of Dinas Vawr , which is , as the ...
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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