A Year Book of Famous Lyrics: Selections from the British and American Poets, Arranged for Daily Reading Or MemorisingFrederic Lawrence Knowles D. Estes, 1901 - 392 páginas |
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... brings our friends up from the under world ; 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 . -- Ah , sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The ...
... brings our friends up from the under world ; 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 . -- Ah , sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The ...
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... bring Cowslips for her covering . Robert Herrick DIRGE Fear no more the heat o ' the sun 19 Edgar Allan Poe , Born 1809 January the Nineteenth Epitaph on Shakespeare, Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke Epitaph upon a Child that Died ...
... bring Cowslips for her covering . Robert Herrick DIRGE Fear no more the heat o ' the sun 19 Edgar Allan Poe , Born 1809 January the Nineteenth Epitaph on Shakespeare, Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke Epitaph upon a Child that Died ...
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... sober measurement Time's happy swiftness brings , When birds of paradise have lent Their plumage to his wings ? William Robert Spencer Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1807-1882 1 THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY 28 January the Twenty - eighth.
... sober measurement Time's happy swiftness brings , When birds of paradise have lent Their plumage to his wings ? William Robert Spencer Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1807-1882 1 THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY 28 January the Twenty - eighth.
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... brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye , The Gods that wanton in the air Know no such liberty . When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames , Our careless heads with ...
... brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye , The Gods that wanton in the air Know no such liberty . When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames , Our careless heads with ...
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... brings us back again Each early tie that twined us , Oh , sweet's the cup that circles then To those we've left behind us ! And when , in other climes , we meet Some isle or vale enchanting , Where all looks flowery , wild , and sweet ...
... brings us back again Each early tie that twined us , Oh , sweet's the cup that circles then To those we've left behind us ! And when , in other climes , we meet Some isle or vale enchanting , Where all looks flowery , wild , and sweet ...
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A Year Book of Famous Lyrics: Selections From the British and American Poets ... Frederic Lawrence Knowles Sin vista previa disponible - 2017 |
A Yearbook of Famous Lyrics: Selections from the British and American Poets ... Frederic Lawrence Knowles Sin vista previa disponible - 1901 |
Términos y frases comunes
Alfred Tennyson awake beauty Ben Jonson birds bloom bonnie bosom breast breath bright cheek child Christina Georgina Rossetti cold dark dead dear death delight doth dream dying earth eternal eyes face fair Farewell fear flowers glory gone green grief hair hand Hark hast hath hear heart heaven John John Keats John Milton King kiss Lay him low light lips live look Lord Lord Byron love thee love's lullaby moon morning ne'er never night o'er Oh hame Percy Bysshe Shelley rest Robert Browning Robert Burns Robert Herrick rose Sail shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears tell thine Thomas Thomas Campion thou art thought unto voice wake Walter Savage Landor weary wee thing weep wild William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind wings
Pasajes populares
Página 308 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Página 336 - Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Página 54 - I MET a traveller from an antique land Who said : Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear: " My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair !
Página 270 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Página 348 - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Página 265 - For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.
Página 3 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies, And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes ; Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 65 - Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brush-wood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England — now! And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows ! Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's...
Página 120 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Página 26 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.