A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. TrenchRichard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) 1868 |
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... once beguiled him . Both called him forth , and questioning advisèd To say whose servant he would fairly yield him . Man , weening then but to the World to ' have given him , By the false World became the slave of Death ; But from their ...
... once beguiled him . Both called him forth , and questioning advisèd To say whose servant he would fairly yield him . Man , weening then but to the World to ' have given him , By the false World became the slave of Death ; But from their ...
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... once hope , that thou canst tempt A spirit so resolved to tread 5 Upon thy throat , and live exempt From all the nets that thou canst spread . I know thy forms are studied arts , Thy subtil ways be narrow straits ; Thy courtesy but ...
... once hope , that thou canst tempt A spirit so resolved to tread 5 Upon thy throat , and live exempt From all the nets that thou canst spread . I know thy forms are studied arts , Thy subtil ways be narrow straits ; Thy courtesy but ...
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... once dead , there's no more dying then . William Shakespeare . XLIX SONNET . The expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action ; and till action , lust Is perjured , murderous , bloody , full of blame , Savage , extreme , rude ...
... once dead , there's no more dying then . William Shakespeare . XLIX SONNET . The expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action ; and till action , lust Is perjured , murderous , bloody , full of blame , Savage , extreme , rude ...
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... once dead by fate . Francis Beaumont . LVI DEATH'S FINAL CONQUEST . Victorious men of earth , no more Proclaim how wide your empires are ; Though you bind - in every shore And your triumphs reach as far As night or day , Yet you , proud ...
... once dead by fate . Francis Beaumont . LVI DEATH'S FINAL CONQUEST . Victorious men of earth , no more Proclaim how wide your empires are ; Though you bind - in every shore And your triumphs reach as far As night or day , Yet you , proud ...
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... wrinkled . Even thyself dost yield Something to time , and to thy grave fall nigher ; But virtuous love is one sweet endless fire . William Habington . 5 ΤΟ LXXII THE SURRENDER . My once dear Love ! hapless 64 A Household Book.
... wrinkled . Even thyself dost yield Something to time , and to thy grave fall nigher ; But virtuous love is one sweet endless fire . William Habington . 5 ΤΟ LXXII THE SURRENDER . My once dear Love ! hapless 64 A Household Book.
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Alfred Tennyson Ambrose Philips Anon beauty Ben Jonson beneath bird bonnie braes breast breath bright busk cloth clouds crown dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth English English Poetry eyes fair fame fancy fear flowers glory golden grace grave gray green grief hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven Henry Vaughan honour hope hour John Milton King light lines live look Lord Lycidas mind morn mother mourn Muse ne'er never night numbers o'er pale peace Percy Bysshe Shelley pleasure poem poet poetry praise rose Samuel Taylor Coleridge shade shine sigh sing sleep smile song SONNET sorrow soul spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought trees voice weep wild William Davenant William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind woods Yarrow youth ΙΟ
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215 페이지 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came : nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
286 페이지 - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth ! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
215 페이지 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
250 페이지 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
273 페이지 - Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened:— that serene and blessed mood. In which the affections gently lead us on.— Until. the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended. we are laid asleep In body. and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony. and the deep power of joy. We see into the life of things.
345 페이지 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
144 페이지 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise 70 (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.
381 페이지 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
51 페이지 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
32 페이지 - 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 eyes: Now if thou would'st, when all have given...