A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best PoetsWilliam Cullen Bryant J.B. Ford, 1874 - 789 páginas |
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... leaves , and silver showers , These , erelong , the ear forgets ; But in mine there is a sound Ringing on the whole year round , - Heart - deep laughter that I heard Ere my child could speak a word . Ah ! ' t was heard by ear far purer ...
... leaves , and silver showers , These , erelong , the ear forgets ; But in mine there is a sound Ringing on the whole year round , - Heart - deep laughter that I heard Ere my child could speak a word . Ah ! ' t was heard by ear far purer ...
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... leaves . Sweetly his pale arms folded My neck in a meek embrace , As the light of immortal beauty Silently covered his face ; And when the arrows of sunset Lodged in the tree - tops bright , He fell , in his saint - like beauty , Asleep ...
... leaves . Sweetly his pale arms folded My neck in a meek embrace , As the light of immortal beauty Silently covered his face ; And when the arrows of sunset Lodged in the tree - tops bright , He fell , in his saint - like beauty , Asleep ...
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... leaves of me , Who am prepared against your territories , Though not for Rome itself . A thousand welcomes ! And more a friend than e'er an enemy ; Yet , Marcius , that was much . SHAKESPEARE . WHEN TO THE SESSIONS OF SWEET SILENT ...
... leaves of me , Who am prepared against your territories , Though not for Rome itself . A thousand welcomes ! And more a friend than e'er an enemy ; Yet , Marcius , that was much . SHAKESPEARE . WHEN TO THE SESSIONS OF SWEET SILENT ...
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... leaves On which the subtle spider weaves . I do not love thee for those flowers Growing on thy cheeks , - love's bowers , Though such cunning them hath spread , None can paint them white and red . Love's golden arrows thence are shot ...
... leaves On which the subtle spider weaves . I do not love thee for those flowers Growing on thy cheeks , - love's bowers , Though such cunning them hath spread , None can paint them white and red . Love's golden arrows thence are shot ...
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... the bunches are green that they ' re bear ing : All the pretty little leaves that are dangling at the eaves Scarce attract e'en a moment of staring . Ah me ! style of shapes , And the sun has lent warmth 42 POEMS OF THE AFFECTIONS .
... the bunches are green that they ' re bear ing : All the pretty little leaves that are dangling at the eaves Scarce attract e'en a moment of staring . Ah me ! style of shapes , And the sun has lent warmth 42 POEMS OF THE AFFECTIONS .
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom brave breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle gone grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise rest ROBERT BURNS rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings
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Página 684 - ed to music all their fountains, And breathed upon the frozen mountains, And like a prophetess of May Strewed flowers upon the barren way, Making the wintry world appear Like one on whom thou smilest, dear. Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood
Página 712 - long legs " and thighs Passed the common in shape or in color or size, He was wont to consider an absolute prize. Well, it happened one day, — I really can't say The particular month ; hut I think Ч was in May, — 'T was, I know,
Página 565 - ou ! Lightismyheart since the day we were plighted ; Kedisniy cheek that they told me
Página 536 - я fair. Give me but what this ribbon bound," perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep ; While the birds unbounded fly, •из POEMS OF NATURE. And with music fill the sky, Now, even now, my joys run high. Be full, ye courts ; be great who will ; Search for
Página 297 - hymn ! in swarming cities vast, Assembled men to the deep organ join T
Página 446 - And often after sunset, sir, When it U light and fair, I take my little porringer, And eat my gnpper there. " The first that died was Sister Jane ; In bed she moaning lay. Till God released her of her pain ; And the» she went away.
Página 617 - eldritch skreech and hollow. Ah, Tarn ! ah, Tarn ! thou'll 0 ] \
Página 540 - CAROLINE NORTON. HIGH-TIDE ON THE COAST OP LIN COLNSHIRE. Тик old mayor climbed the belfry tower, The ringers ran by two, by three ; " Play uppe, play uppe, О Boston belK ! Ply all your changes, all