The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageSever and Francis, 1863 - 405 páginas |
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... IKE to the clear in highest sphere Where all imperial glory shines , Of selfsame colour is her hair Whether unfolded , or in twines : Heigh ho , fair Rosaline ! Her eyes are sapphires set in snow , Resembling heaven 12 The Golden Treasury.
... IKE to the clear in highest sphere Where all imperial glory shines , Of selfsame colour is her hair Whether unfolded , or in twines : Heigh ho , fair Rosaline ! Her eyes are sapphires set in snow , Resembling heaven 12 The Golden Treasury.
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... glory fight , And Time that gave , doth now his gift confound . Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth , And delves the parallels in beauty's brow ; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth , And nothing stands but for his scythe ...
... glory fight , And Time that gave , doth now his gift confound . Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth , And delves the parallels in beauty's brow ; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth , And nothing stands but for his scythe ...
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... glory , whom this happy hour Doth lead unto your lovers ' blissful bower , Joy may you have , and gentle hearts content Of your love's complement ; And let fair Venus , that is queen of love , With her heart - quelling son upon you ...
... glory , whom this happy hour Doth lead unto your lovers ' blissful bower , Joy may you have , and gentle hearts content Of your love's complement ; And let fair Venus , that is queen of love , With her heart - quelling son upon you ...
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Yet therein now doth lodge a noble peer , Great England's glory and the world's wide wonder , Whose dreadful name late thro ' all Spain did thunder , And Hercules ' two pillars standing near Did make to quake and fear : Fair branch of ...
Yet therein now doth lodge a noble peer , Great England's glory and the world's wide wonder , Whose dreadful name late thro ' all Spain did thunder , And Hercules ' two pillars standing near Did make to quake and fear : Fair branch of ...
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... glory move , And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes . Now , Lycidas , the shepherds weep no more ; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense , and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood ...
... glory move , And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes . Now , Lycidas , the shepherds weep no more ; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense , and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood ...
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Términos y frases comunes
adieu Love Arethuse beauty behold beneath birds blest bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek chidden clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA eyes fair Fancy fear flowers frae gentle glory Gray green happy hast hath Hazeldean hear heard heart heaven Heigh hills Kirconnell kiss ladies leaves light live look'd Lord Lord Byron love's lover Lycidas lyre maid mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night nonny Nymph o'er P. B. Shelley pale passion Pindar pleasure poems poet Poetry Rosaline rose round Rule Britannia seem'd shade Shakespeare shore sigh sight sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star stream sweet tears thee There's thine thou art thought tree voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings Wordsworth Yarrow youth
Pasajes populares
Página 213 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Página 372 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Página 367 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Página 67 - Neaera's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (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.
Página 10 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Página 312 - Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn ; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Página 370 - With all the Persons, down to palsied Age, That Life brings with her in her equipage; As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation. Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,-- Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness...
Página 76 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day Is fairer far in May; Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see, And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 368 - As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief; A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep — No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holiday — Thou child of joy, Shout round me, let me...
Página 371 - High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain-light of all our day, Are yet a master-light of all our seeing; Uphold us — cherish — and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence: truths that wake To perish never...