Gift of Flowers: Love's Wreath for 1854Rufus Wilmot Griswold Leavitt & Allen, 1854 - 287페이지 |
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... pale That the light of its tremulous bells is seen Through their pavilions of tender green ; And the hyacinth , purple , and white , and blue , Which flung from its bells a sweet peal anew Of music so delicate , soft , and intense , It ...
... pale That the light of its tremulous bells is seen Through their pavilions of tender green ; And the hyacinth , purple , and white , and blue , Which flung from its bells a sweet peal anew Of music so delicate , soft , and intense , It ...
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... pale leaf The tints that linger yet : For all the charms , that cheer'd the past , Hang round these hues that fade the last . The morn they had their fragrant birth , The wild shrubs where they grew , The bee that in its matin mirth ...
... pale leaf The tints that linger yet : For all the charms , that cheer'd the past , Hang round these hues that fade the last . The morn they had their fragrant birth , The wild shrubs where they grew , The bee that in its matin mirth ...
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... pale flowers , o'er the bier to shed , A crown for the brow of the early dead ! For this through its leaves hath the wild rose burst , For this in the woods was the violet nursed ! Though they smile in vain for what once was ours , They ...
... pale flowers , o'er the bier to shed , A crown for the brow of the early dead ! For this through its leaves hath the wild rose burst , For this in the woods was the violet nursed ! Though they smile in vain for what once was ours , They ...
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... pale , Or flourish a blooming bride ? " O , the Rose is old , and thorny , and cold , And he lives on earth , " said she ; But the Star is fair and he lives in the air , And he shall my bridegroom be . " But what if the stormy cloud ...
... pale , Or flourish a blooming bride ? " O , the Rose is old , and thorny , and cold , And he lives on earth , " said she ; But the Star is fair and he lives in the air , And he shall my bridegroom be . " But what if the stormy cloud ...
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... pale pink riband twine , And on the little bosom there Place this wan lock of mine . How like a form in cold white stone , The coffin'd infant lies ! Look , Mother , on thy little one ! And tears will fill thine eyes . She cannot weep ...
... pale pink riband twine , And on the little bosom there Place this wan lock of mine . How like a form in cold white stone , The coffin'd infant lies ! Look , Mother , on thy little one ! And tears will fill thine eyes . She cannot weep ...
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Amaranth BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath BERNARD BARTON bloom blossoms blue blush bosom boughs bowers breast breath breeze bright BROKEN FLOWER buds charms cheek child cloud cold Cowslip DAFFODILS daisy dead dear delight dost doth dreams drooping earth fair fairest Fancy crown flowerets fragrance gale garden gaze gentle flower glow golden grace green hath heart heaven hour JOHN KEATS JOHN STERLING leaf leaves life's light lily little rose lone look'd love's MELROSE ABBEY morning Narcissus nature's ne'er NOSEGAY nymph o'er odours pale pass'd perfume pride primrose purple rill round scarlet pimpernel scent sensitive plant shade shed shine showers sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring star stream summer sunny sweet tears tender thee thine thou art thought tomb tree twine vale vernal violet wall-flower weep wild wind wind-flower wing winter wither'd
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31 페이지 - And the Naiad-like lily of the vale, Whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale, That the light of its tremulous bells is seen Through their pavilions of tender green...
215 페이지 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
118 페이지 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale prim-roses That die unmarried ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...
122 페이지 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is given.
156 페이지 - And noble arch in proud decay, Look o'er this vale of vintage-bowers ; But one thing want these banks of Rhine, — Thy gentle hand to clasp in mine...
127 페이지 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired; Bid her come forth! Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
214 페이지 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
231 페이지 - THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine, Race after race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to Nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole circle of the year, Companion of the Sun.
22 페이지 - Neath cloistered boughs each floral bell that swingeth And tolls its perfume on the passing air Makes Sabbath in the fields, and ever ringeth A call to prayer : Not to the domes where crumbling arch and column Attest the feebleness of mortal hand, But to that fane most catholic and solemn Which God hath plann'd,— To that cathedral, boundless as our wonder, Whose quenchless lamps the sun and moon supply, Its choir the winds and waves, its organ thunder, Its dome the sky.