A Household Book of English Poetry, Tema 160Macmillan, 1870 - 438 páginas |
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... grace them ; Only beauty purely loving Knows no discord ; But still moves delight , Like clear springs renewed by flowing , Ever perfect , ever in them- Selves eternal . 5 10 15 Thomas Campion . XXIV TRIUMPH OF CHARIS . See the chariot ...
... grace them ; Only beauty purely loving Knows no discord ; But still moves delight , Like clear springs renewed by flowing , Ever perfect , ever in them- Selves eternal . 5 10 15 Thomas Campion . XXIV TRIUMPH OF CHARIS . See the chariot ...
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And from her arched brows such a grace Sheds itself through the face , As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain , all the good of the elements ' strife . Have you seen but a bright lily grow , Before rude hands have touched it ...
And from her arched brows such a grace Sheds itself through the face , As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain , all the good of the elements ' strife . Have you seen but a bright lily grow , Before rude hands have touched it ...
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... grace , thou shalt in me Livelier than elsewhere Stella's image see . Sir Philip Sidney . 5 10 XXVIII SONNET . To yield to those I cannot but disdain , Whose face doth but entangle foolish hearts ; It is the beauty of the better parts ...
... grace , thou shalt in me Livelier than elsewhere Stella's image see . Sir Philip Sidney . 5 10 XXVIII SONNET . To yield to those I cannot but disdain , Whose face doth but entangle foolish hearts ; It is the beauty of the better parts ...
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... born , Here first I got a pledge of promised grace : But ah ! what served it to be happy so ? Sith passed pleasures double but new woe ? 10 William Drummond . XXXV SONNET . Sweet spring , thou turn'st with all 32 A Household Book.
... born , Here first I got a pledge of promised grace : But ah ! what served it to be happy so ? Sith passed pleasures double but new woe ? 10 William Drummond . XXXV SONNET . Sweet spring , thou turn'st with all 32 A Household Book.
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... grace to God , from whom all graces run . If picture move , more should the pattern please ; No shadow can with shadowed thing compare , And fairest shapes , whereon our loves do seize , But silly signs of God's high beauty are . Go ...
... grace to God , from whom all graces run . If picture move , more should the pattern please ; No shadow can with shadowed thing compare , And fairest shapes , whereon our loves do seize , But silly signs of God's high beauty are . Go ...
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Página 252 - 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.
Página 288 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Página 261 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 291 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Página 347 - 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.
Página 218 - Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 55 - 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.
Página 382 - 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.
Página 149 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Página 288 - 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...