Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, 6권1859 |
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... . We cannot choose but weep ; He was our dearly loved , our only one ; And brightest hopes and joys are with him gone Within the grave to sleep . We hoped to hear his voice In accents sweet lisping BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 11.
... . We cannot choose but weep ; He was our dearly loved , our only one ; And brightest hopes and joys are with him gone Within the grave to sleep . We hoped to hear his voice In accents sweet lisping BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 11.
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... gone , She may return no more , To see that face so dim and wan , That was so warm before . Familiar things would all seem strange , And pleasures past be woe ; A record sad of ceaseless change Is all the world below . The very hills ...
... gone , She may return no more , To see that face so dim and wan , That was so warm before . Familiar things would all seem strange , And pleasures past be woe ; A record sad of ceaseless change Is all the world below . The very hills ...
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... gone , Who sing , " O , easy yoke of Christ ! " But find ' tis hard to get it on ; Not great men , even when they're good ; The good man whom the Lord makes great By some disgrace of chance or blood He fails not to humiliate ; Not these ...
... gone , Who sing , " O , easy yoke of Christ ! " But find ' tis hard to get it on ; Not great men , even when they're good ; The good man whom the Lord makes great By some disgrace of chance or blood He fails not to humiliate ; Not these ...
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... gone into the dim , green wood , And laid me down upon the mossy earth ; And straight a thousand shapes have risen and stood Around me , telling me they took their birth From my own soul ; and then farewell to rest ! For if they're fair ...
... gone into the dim , green wood , And laid me down upon the mossy earth ; And straight a thousand shapes have risen and stood Around me , telling me they took their birth From my own soul ; and then farewell to rest ! For if they're fair ...
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... gone . TO THE WILLOW TREE . By HERRICK , THOU art to all lost love the best , The only true plant found , Wherewith young men and maids distrest , And left of love , are crown'd . When once the lover's rose is dead , Or laid aside ...
... gone . TO THE WILLOW TREE . By HERRICK , THOU art to all lost love the best , The only true plant found , Wherewith young men and maids distrest , And left of love , are crown'd . When once the lover's rose is dead , Or laid aside ...
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AE FOND KISS BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath birds bloom blue breast breath breeze bright brooklet brow CHARLES MACKAY cheek child clouds cold dark dear death deep delight doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fade fair fair music feel flowers game at chess gaze gentle gleam glory grave green hand happy hath hear heart heaven Helon holy hope hour land lassie leaves light lips live Lochinvar lonely look look'd moon morning murmur N. P. WILLIS never night o'er pale pass'd poem poet rest rose round S. T. COLERIDGE seem'd shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star-spangled banner stars stream summer sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought tree turn'd Twas unto voice wave weary weep wild wind wings young youth
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51 페이지 - The praise of Bacchus then, the sweet musician sung, Of Bacchus, ever fair and ever young: The jolly god in triumph comes ; Sound the trumpets ; beat the drums; Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes. Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus...
344 페이지 - That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
53 페이지 - Now strike the golden lyre again! A louder yet, and yet a louder strain, Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark! the horrid sound Has raised up his head! As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge! revenge!
51 페이지 - With flying fingers touched the lyre: The trembling notes ascend the sky And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove Who left his blissful seats above, Such is the power of mighty love ! A dragon's fiery form belied the god; Sublime on radiant spires he rode When he to fair Olympia...
319 페이지 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way. Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe : Give us thyself, that we may see The Father, and the Son, by thee. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend the...
363 페이지 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet, And throws the melons at our feet; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice...
52 페이지 - Changed his hand and checked his pride. He chose a mournful muse Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen...
31 페이지 - Sleepless ! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees ; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep ! by any stealth : So do not let me wear...
347 페이지 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's : he takes the lead In summer luxury — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
362 페이지 - I saw pale kings, and princes too, . Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried — "La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side.