The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan, 1896 - 381페이지 |
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... silence . If this Collection proves a store- house of delight to Labour and to Poverty , —if it teaches those indifferent to the Poets to love them , and those who love them to love them more , the aim and the desire entertained in ...
... silence . If this Collection proves a store- house of delight to Labour and to Poverty , —if it teaches those indifferent to the Poets to love them , and those who love them to love them more , the aim and the desire entertained in ...
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... silent , few have been honoured with the name Poet , and have not possessed a skill in words , a sympathy with beauty , a tenderness of feeling , or seriousness in reflection , which render their works , although never perhaps ...
... silent , few have been honoured with the name Poet , and have not possessed a skill in words , a sympathy with beauty , a tenderness of feeling , or seriousness in reflection , which render their works , although never perhaps ...
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... silent are , And Phoebus in his chair Ensaffroning sea and air Makes vanish every star : Night like a drunkard reels Beyond the hills , to shun his flaming wheels : The fields with flowers are deck'd in every hue , The clouds with ...
... silent are , And Phoebus in his chair Ensaffroning sea and air Makes vanish every star : Night like a drunkard reels Beyond the hills , to shun his flaming wheels : The fields with flowers are deck'd in every hue , The clouds with ...
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... Silence , beyond all speech , a wisdom rare : She made her sighs to sing , And all things with so sweet a sadness move As made my heart at once both grieve and love . O fairer than aught else The world can show , leave off in time to ...
... Silence , beyond all speech , a wisdom rare : She made her sighs to sing , And all things with so sweet a sadness move As made my heart at once both grieve and love . O fairer than aught else The world can show , leave off in time to ...
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... silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past , I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought , And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste ; Then can I drown an eye , unused to flow , For precious friends hid in death's dateless ...
... silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past , I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought , And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste ; Then can I drown an eye , unused to flow , For precious friends hid in death's dateless ...
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Arethuse beauty beneath birds bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA eyes F. T. PALGRAVE fair Fancy fear flowers frae FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE gentle glory Golden Treasury Gray green H. F. Lyte happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill kiss leaves light live look'd Lord Lord Byron Love's Lycidas lyre Lyrical MATTHEW ARNOLD mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night Nymph o'er P. B. Shelley pale passion pleasure poem Poetry poets rose round seem'd shade Shakespeare sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring star sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings Wordsworth Yarrow youth
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77 페이지 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
23 페이지 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
2 페이지 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
10 페이지 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
174 페이지 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high. His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
280 페이지 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth...
281 페이지 - EARTH has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will:...
30 페이지 - SINCE there's no help, come let us kiss and part. Nay, I have done, you get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his...
172 페이지 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour: — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
173 페이지 - Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of luxury and pride...