A Physician's anthology of English and American poetryCasey Albert Wood H. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1920 - Всего страниц: 346 |
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... wind and the rain ; A foolish thing was but a toy , For the rain it raineth every day . But when I came to man's estate , With hey , ho , the wind and the rain ; ' Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gates , For the rain it raineth ...
... wind and the rain ; A foolish thing was but a toy , For the rain it raineth every day . But when I came to man's estate , With hey , ho , the wind and the rain ; ' Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gates , For the rain it raineth ...
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... wind blowing from the west- And woods and fields are sweet again And warmth within the mountain's breast . So simple is the earth we tread , So quick with love and life her frame , Ten thousand years have dawned and fled , And still her ...
... wind blowing from the west- And woods and fields are sweet again And warmth within the mountain's breast . So simple is the earth we tread , So quick with love and life her frame , Ten thousand years have dawned and fled , And still her ...
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... winds that will be howling at all hours , And are up - gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this , for everything , we are out of tune ; It moves us not . - Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I ...
... winds that will be howling at all hours , And are up - gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this , for everything , we are out of tune ; It moves us not . - Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I ...
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... Wind YE - there it is ! it wakes to - night Deep feelings I thought dead ; Strong in the blast - quick gathering light- The heart's flame kindles red . THE NIGHT - WIND ' Now I can tell by 20 NATURE.
... Wind YE - there it is ! it wakes to - night Deep feelings I thought dead ; Strong in the blast - quick gathering light- The heart's flame kindles red . THE NIGHT - WIND ' Now I can tell by 20 NATURE.
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Casey Albert Wood. THE NIGHT - WIND ' Now I can tell by thine altered cheek , And by thine eyes ' full gaze , And by the words thou scarce dost speak , How wildly fancy plays . ' Yes - I could swear that glorious wind Has swept the world ...
Casey Albert Wood. THE NIGHT - WIND ' Now I can tell by thine altered cheek , And by thine eyes ' full gaze , And by the words thou scarce dost speak , How wildly fancy plays . ' Yes - I could swear that glorious wind Has swept the world ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON Artemidora ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH beauty brave breast breath bright canst charm clouds DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth EDWARD HARTPOLE LECKY EMILY BRONTË eternal eyes face fair fame fate fear feel fire flowers glory grave grief hand hath hear heart Heaven honoured hope hour John labour land leaves life's light live Mally's MATTHEW ARNOLD never night o'er Osler pain pass passion peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY poet praise RALPH WALDO EMERSON RECUSANTS AND STANDARD-BEARERS rest ROBERT BROWNING rose sigh sight silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars Strangers strife sweet sword tears thee thine things THOMAS CAMPION thou art thought truth voice W. B. Yeats WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR weary weep WILLIAM EDWARD HARTPOLE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings youth
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Стр. 131 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Стр. 200 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Стр. 117 - TO HELEN Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Стр. 121 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Стр. 286 - O but they say the tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony: Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain. For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain.
Стр. 195 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom— Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Стр. 135 - Ah, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you, And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems and new!
Стр. 291 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Стр. 293 - Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all, I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly.
Стр. 201 - They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between. But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.