The Poetry and Mystery of DreamsCharles Godfrey Leland E. H. Butler & Company, 1856 - 258 páginas |
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... morning air , Which now with hues of sunrise burned , A great black anchor rising there ; And wherever the lady turned her eyes It hung before her in the skies . The sky was blue as the summer sea , The depths were cloudless over head ...
... morning air , Which now with hues of sunrise burned , A great black anchor rising there ; And wherever the lady turned her eyes It hung before her in the skies . The sky was blue as the summer sea , The depths were cloudless over head ...
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... morning white doth grow ! Drink good beer and never fear , Love the girls both far and near ! That's the way to do it , Merrily get through it : There we'll drink and there we'll go , Till the morning white doth grow ! Glass in hand ...
... morning white doth grow ! Drink good beer and never fear , Love the girls both far and near ! That's the way to do it , Merrily get through it : There we'll drink and there we'll go , Till the morning white doth grow ! Glass in hand ...
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... ? And the golden crown of pride ? Led they not forth in rapture A beauteous maiden there ? Resplendent as the morning sun , Beaming with golden hair ? " Well saw I the ancient parents , Without the 64 POETRY OF DREAMS .
... ? And the golden crown of pride ? Led they not forth in rapture A beauteous maiden there ? Resplendent as the morning sun , Beaming with golden hair ? " Well saw I the ancient parents , Without the 64 POETRY OF DREAMS .
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... Morning's first welcoming smile from the sun ; The end of the dreaming night . G. M. RADCliff . Chefs or Dice . An evil dream , unless you seem to win . ARTEMIDORUS . I LAY beneath a rose - tree , And felt the breezes blow : They shook ...
... Morning's first welcoming smile from the sun ; The end of the dreaming night . G. M. RADCliff . Chefs or Dice . An evil dream , unless you seem to win . ARTEMIDORUS . I LAY beneath a rose - tree , And felt the breezes blow : They shook ...
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... have loved so long ! But not farewell for ever - earth cannot always last , The spell which chills the soul at night with morning light is past . Clouds . To dream of white clouds presages happiness . 74 POETRY OF DREAMS .
... have loved so long ! But not farewell for ever - earth cannot always last , The spell which chills the soul at night with morning light is past . Clouds . To dream of white clouds presages happiness . 74 POETRY OF DREAMS .
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angels Antique arms ARTEMIDORUS beautiful betokens blue bound breath bright called clouds dark dead death deep dream earth edges Engravings evil eyes face fair fall Farewell favourable fear flowers fortune gentle GERMAN DREAM BOOK GERSTENBERGK gilt gleaming gold golden hand happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven hope hour Illustrated King kiss lady land leaves LELAND light lips live look maiden MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER Methought morning mountain never night o'er omen once passed presages rest ring rise rock rose round seemed seen silent sing sleep song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood strange stream sweet tears thee things thou thought trees true Turkey Morocco turned vision voice waking waves weep wild wind wings young youth
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Página 206 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves. And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak...
Página 88 - I HAD a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless and pathless ; and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air.
Página 66 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Página 83 - 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.
Página 211 - How beautiful is the rain ! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain ! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs ! How it gushes and struggles out From the throat of the overflowing spout ! Across the window-pane It pours and pours ; And swift and wide, With a muddy tide, Like a river down the gutter roars The rain, the welcome rain...
Página 225 - Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings from their loves receive Upon the honeyed middle of the night If ceremonies due they did aright; As, supperless to bed they must retire, And couch supine their beauties, lily white; Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
Página 88 - They slept on the abyss without a surge — The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave, The moon their mistress had expired before ; The winds were withered in the stagnant air, And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need Of aid from them— She was the universe.
Página 142 - Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep, — that death is slumber. And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and live. I look on high ; Has some unknown omnipotence unfurled The veil of life and death...
Página 62 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Página 248 - Assaying by his devilish art to reach The organs of her fancy, and with them forge Illusions as he list, phantasms and dreams, Or if, inspiring venom, he might taint...