Dawn to daylight; or, Gleams from the poets of twelve centuriesFrederick Warne & Company, 1874 - 298 páginas |
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... sounds which thou hast heard , When to my infant mind by Christian sage The books of holy wisdom were explained . Still sweeter those which silent nature heard , When grateful songs to heaven's great King arose . Beloved cell , in ...
... sounds which thou hast heard , When to my infant mind by Christian sage The books of holy wisdom were explained . Still sweeter those which silent nature heard , When grateful songs to heaven's great King arose . Beloved cell , in ...
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... doleful knell , Let the sound my deth tell , For I must dye ; There is no remedye ; For now I dye . A HUNTING SONG . Farewell , my pleasures past ,. ANNE BOLEYN . ( WRITTEN IN 1536. ) Love me little , cove me long . 23 Deth, rock me asleep.
... doleful knell , Let the sound my deth tell , For I must dye ; There is no remedye ; For now I dye . A HUNTING SONG . Farewell , my pleasures past ,. ANNE BOLEYN . ( WRITTEN IN 1536. ) Love me little , cove me long . 23 Deth, rock me asleep.
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... sound my dethe doth tell , Deth doth draw nye ; Sound my end dolefully , For now I dye . A Hunting Song . TIME OF HENRY VIII . LOW thy horn , hunter ! Blow thy horn on high ! In yonder wood there lieth a doe ; In faith she woll not die ...
... sound my dethe doth tell , Deth doth draw nye ; Sound my end dolefully , For now I dye . A Hunting Song . TIME OF HENRY VIII . LOW thy horn , hunter ! Blow thy horn on high ! In yonder wood there lieth a doe ; In faith she woll not die ...
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... Their death to them was paine ; Their fame did sound so passingly That it did pierce the starry sky , And throughout all the world did flye To every princes realme . H It came to pass , the war was oer , 38 Jephthah, Judge of Israel.
... Their death to them was paine ; Their fame did sound so passingly That it did pierce the starry sky , And throughout all the world did flye To every princes realme . H It came to pass , the war was oer , 38 Jephthah, Judge of Israel.
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... bleeding of the bitter wound ; The warlike beech ; the ash , for nothing ill ; The fruitful olive , and the plantane round ; The carver holm ; the maple , seldom inward sound . Paris and none . OMONA . with country store like 52.
... bleeding of the bitter wound ; The warlike beech ; the ash , for nothing ill ; The fruitful olive , and the plantane round ; The carver holm ; the maple , seldom inward sound . Paris and none . OMONA . with country store like 52.
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Términos y frases comunes
A. B. HOUGHTON Ae fond kiss angels BATTLE OF AGINCOURT beauty beneath Beowulf birds BIRKET FOSTER brave bright CHRIST'S NATIVITY clouds Cuckoo DALZIEL dance dark dear death deep DODGSON doth E. M. WIMPERIS earth ENONE eyes F. A. FRASER fair fame Farewell flowers Forget FROLICH gentle give glory green Grendel hall hame hand HARRISON WEIR hath heart heaven heavenly hills honour Hrothgar JOHN TENNIEL King kiss ladies light LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS live Lochaber Lord Love me little lovers Lukyn lustily lusty maid mind MORNING OF CHRIST'S Muse ne'er never night noble o'er pale Patrick Spence pride rose round S. J. CRISPIN shepherd shine shore sight Sing Cuccu SIR JOHN GILBERT Sir Patrick Spence Sleep smile song soul Spring star stream sweet sword tell thair thee thine things tree unto wave wild WILLIAM HARVEY wind youth
Pasajes populares
Página 234 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 70 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Página 223 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Página 142 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
Página 269 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Página 30 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
Página 61 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Página 104 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave The stars, with deep amaze.
Página 82 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Página 118 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind.