A New Library of Poetry and SongWilliam Cullen Bryant Doubleday, Page, 1918 - 1062 páginas |
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... pain , We said , Dear Christ ! our hearts bent down - Like violets after rain . And now the orchards , which were white And red with blossoms when she came , Were rich in autumn's mellow prime ; The clustered apples burnt like flame ...
... pain , We said , Dear Christ ! our hearts bent down - Like violets after rain . And now the orchards , which were white And red with blossoms when she came , Were rich in autumn's mellow prime ; The clustered apples burnt like flame ...
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... pain , a sitter meek , Watch the dim eye , and kiss the fevered cheek . O boy of such as thou are oftenest made Earth's fragile idols ; like a tender flower , No strength in all thy freshness , prone to fade , And bending weakly to the ...
... pain , a sitter meek , Watch the dim eye , and kiss the fevered cheek . O boy of such as thou are oftenest made Earth's fragile idols ; like a tender flower , No strength in all thy freshness , prone to fade , And bending weakly to the ...
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... pain and weakness , Of fancied faults afraid ; The little trembling hand That wipes thy quiet tears , These , these are things that may demand Dread memories for years . Sorrows I've had , severe ones , I will not think of now ; And ...
... pain and weakness , Of fancied faults afraid ; The little trembling hand That wipes thy quiet tears , These , these are things that may demand Dread memories for years . Sorrows I've had , severe ones , I will not think of now ; And ...
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... pain . No shade was on us then , save one Of chestnuts from the hill , And through the word our laugh did run As part thereof . The mirth being done , He calls me by it still . Nay , do not smile ! I hear in it What none of you can hear ...
... pain . No shade was on us then , save one Of chestnuts from the hill , And through the word our laugh did run As part thereof . The mirth being done , He calls me by it still . Nay , do not smile ! I hear in it What none of you can hear ...
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... written for a School Declamation . BYRON . D. EVERETT . I pray ye , flog them upon all occasions . It mends their morals , never mind the pain . Don Juan , Cant . ii . BYRON . Love is a boy by poets styled ; When they FRAGMENTS . 107.
... written for a School Declamation . BYRON . D. EVERETT . I pray ye , flog them upon all occasions . It mends their morals , never mind the pain . Don Juan , Cant . ii . BYRON . Love is a boy by poets styled ; When they FRAGMENTS . 107.
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ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed brave breast breath bright brow cheek child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle glory golden grace grave gray green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour Hudibras JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER King kiss land light lips live look Lord Macbeth Merchant of Venice moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er pain Paradise Lost PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Richard III ROBERT BURNS rose round SHAKESPEARE shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings young