Our Poetical Favorites: A Selection from the Best Minor Poems of the English LanguageSheldon, 1871 - 449페이지 |
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... watch the crisping ripples on the beach , And tender curving lines of creamy spray : To lend our hearts and spirits wholly To the influence of mild - minded melancholy ; To muse and brood and live again in memory , With those old faces ...
... watch the crisping ripples on the beach , And tender curving lines of creamy spray : To lend our hearts and spirits wholly To the influence of mild - minded melancholy ; To muse and brood and live again in memory , With those old faces ...
47 페이지
... watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill— To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave through the thick - twinèd vine- To hear the emerald - colored water falling Through many a woven acanthus ...
... watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill— To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave through the thick - twinèd vine- To hear the emerald - colored water falling Through many a woven acanthus ...
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... watch as the gate - bolts undrew , " Speed ! " echoed the wall to us galloping through . Behind shut the postern , the lights sank to rest , And into the midnight we galloped abreast . Not a word to each other : we kept the great pace ...
... watch as the gate - bolts undrew , " Speed ! " echoed the wall to us galloping through . Behind shut the postern , the lights sank to rest , And into the midnight we galloped abreast . Not a word to each other : we kept the great pace ...
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... poor spear- men's souls . Ho ! gallant nobles of the League , look that your arms be bright ; Ho ! burghers of St. Genevieve , keep watch and ward to- night ; MONCONTOUR . 73 For our God hath crushed the tyrant 72 OUR POETICAL FAVORITES .
... poor spear- men's souls . Ho ! gallant nobles of the League , look that your arms be bright ; Ho ! burghers of St. Genevieve , keep watch and ward to- night ; MONCONTOUR . 73 For our God hath crushed the tyrant 72 OUR POETICAL FAVORITES .
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... watch - fire , all night at the gate . A steed comes at morning - no rider is there ; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair . Weep , Albin ! to death and captivity led ! Oh weep ! but thy tears cannot number the dead ; For a ...
... watch - fire , all night at the gate . A steed comes at morning - no rider is there ; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair . Weep , Albin ! to death and captivity led ! Oh weep ! but thy tears cannot number the dead ; For a ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON angels auf wiedersehen beauty bells beloved beneath bird blessed bosom breast breath bright brow calm cheek cloud dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes fair fear feel flowers forever gaze gleam glory golden grave grief hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hope hour JEAN INGELOW land life's light lips live LOCKSLEY HALL lonely look Lord LORD BYRON Lycidas morn mountain ne'er never Nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY prayer rest RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES Ring river round Samian wine shadow shine shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit Star of Bethlehem stars storm sweet tears tender thee thine THOMAS HOOD thou art thought toil voice wandering watch wave weary weep whence and whither wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED youth
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57 페이지 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet do not grieve: She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss; For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
57 페이지 - THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady ? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit ? ? What struggle to escape ? What pipes and timbrels ? What wild ecstasy...
262 페이지 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky! The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly...
247 페이지 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, . Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
58 페이지 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
144 페이지 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be ; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales ; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the nations...
265 페이지 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
255 페이지 - Nevermore!" Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door — Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore!
57 페이지 - Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede...
265 페이지 - He asked the waves, and asked the felon winds, What hard mishap hath doomed this gentle swain? And questioned every gust of rugged wings, That blows from off each beaked promontory. They knew not of his story; And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon strayed; The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played.