A New Library of Poetry and SongWilliam Cullen Bryant Doubleday, Page, 1918 - 1062 páginas |
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... Close as thy bark , old friend ! Here shall the wild - bird sing , And still thy branches bend . Old tree ! the storm still brave ! And , woodman , leave the spot ; While I've a hand to save , Thy axe shall hurt it not . GEORGE PERKINS ...
... Close as thy bark , old friend ! Here shall the wild - bird sing , And still thy branches bend . Old tree ! the storm still brave ! And , woodman , leave the spot ; While I've a hand to save , Thy axe shall hurt it not . GEORGE PERKINS ...
Página 102
... close over , For all the lessons are said . " I wait for my story - the birds cannot sing it , Not one , as he sits on the tree ; The bells cannot ring it , but long years , O , bring it ! Such as I wish it to be . JEAN INGELOW . THE ...
... close over , For all the lessons are said . " I wait for my story - the birds cannot sing it , Not one , as he sits on the tree ; The bells cannot ring it , but long years , O , bring it ! Such as I wish it to be . JEAN INGELOW . THE ...
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... close thy laughing eyes , Thy rosy lips still wear a smile , And move , and breathe delicious sighs . Ah ! now soft blushes tinge her cheeks And mantle o'er her neck of snow ; Ah ! now she murmurs , now she speaks , What most I wish ...
... close thy laughing eyes , Thy rosy lips still wear a smile , And move , and breathe delicious sighs . Ah ! now soft blushes tinge her cheeks And mantle o'er her neck of snow ; Ah ! now she murmurs , now she speaks , What most I wish ...
Página 143
... close and fast : You have forgotten , dear ; but they and I Keep every fragment of the golden Past . I love , too , to be loved ; all loving praise Seems like a crown upon my life , to make It better worth the giving , and to raise ...
... close and fast : You have forgotten , dear ; but they and I Keep every fragment of the golden Past . I love , too , to be loved ; all loving praise Seems like a crown upon my life , to make It better worth the giving , and to raise ...
Página 148
... close the secret Wherein is garnered what it is to live . MARY LOUISE RITTER . Blown fields or flowerful closes , Green pleasure or gray grief ; If love were what the rose is , And I were like the leaf . If I were what the words are ...
... close the secret Wherein is garnered what it is to live . MARY LOUISE RITTER . Blown fields or flowerful closes , Green pleasure or gray grief ; If love were what the rose is , And I were like the leaf . If I were what the words are ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed brave breast breath bright brow cheek child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle glory golden grace grave gray green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour Hudibras JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER King kiss land light lips live look Lord Macbeth Merchant of Venice moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er pain Paradise Lost PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Richard III ROBERT BURNS rose round SHAKESPEARE shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings young