Palgrave's Golden TreasuryJ.M. Dent & Company, 1908 - Всего страниц: 551 |
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... lady cometh , that all this may disteyne ! Thy faire body , let it not appere Lavyne ; and thou , Lucrece of Romë toun , And Polixene , that boughten love so dere , And Cleopatre , with all thy passioun , Hide ye your trouthe of love ...
... lady cometh , that all this may disteyne ! Thy faire body , let it not appere Lavyne ; and thou , Lucrece of Romë toun , And Polixene , that boughten love so dere , And Cleopatre , with all thy passioun , Hide ye your trouthe of love ...
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... Lady Margaret Ley 86 The Loveliness of Love 87 The True Beauty 89 Go , Lovely Rose · 77 III Thoughts in a Garden 98 · 78 112 L'Allegro • ΙΟΙ 78 113 Il Penseroso · 105 · 79 114 Emigrants in Bermuda 110 · • 80 115 At a Solemn Music ...
... Lady Margaret Ley 86 The Loveliness of Love 87 The True Beauty 89 Go , Lovely Rose · 77 III Thoughts in a Garden 98 · 78 112 L'Allegro • ΙΟΙ 78 113 Il Penseroso · 105 · 79 114 Emigrants in Bermuda 110 · • 80 115 At a Solemn Music ...
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... Lady with a Guitar 253 The Daffodils . 254 To the Daisy 232 255 Ode to Autumn PAGE · 229 251 The Reverie of Poor Susan 278 229 · 279 • 282 230 282 • 284 234 256 Ode to Winter • 285 234 257 Yarrow Unvisited 287 236 258 Yarrow Visited ...
... Lady with a Guitar 253 The Daffodils . 254 To the Daisy 232 255 Ode to Autumn PAGE · 229 251 The Reverie of Poor Susan 278 229 · 279 • 282 230 282 • 284 234 256 Ode to Winter • 285 234 257 Yarrow Unvisited 287 236 258 Yarrow Visited ...
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... ladies dead , and lovely knights ; Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best Of hand , of foot , of lip , of eye , of brow , I see their antique pen would have exprest Ev'n such a beauty as you master now . So all their praises are but ...
... ladies dead , and lovely knights ; Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best Of hand , of foot , of lip , of eye , of brow , I see their antique pen would have exprest Ev'n such a beauty as you master now . So all their praises are but ...
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... 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 . 78 To Lady Margaret Ley Yet this inconstancy is such.
... 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 . 78 To Lady Margaret Ley Yet this inconstancy is such.
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auld Robin Gray beauty behold beneath birds blest bonnie bosom bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth Eton College Euganean Hills eyes fair Fancy flowers frae gentle glory golden gone gray green happy hast hath Hazeldean hear heard heart heaven hill Il Penseroso kiss lady leaves light live look'd Lord LORD BYRON Lycidas lyre maid Mary Mermaid Tavern mind morn mountains ne'er never night o'er Ode to Duty Ozymandias P. B. SHELLEY pale passions pleasure Realm of Fancy round Ruth seem'd shade sigh sing sleep smiles soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring star stream sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas voice waves weary weep wild winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth
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Стр. 9 - 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...
Стр. 157 - Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
Стр. 101 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks and wanton wiles, Nods and becks and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe...
Стр. 13 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Стр. 335 - MY heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began, So is it now I am a man, So be it when I shall grow old Or let me die ! The Child is father of the Man : And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Стр. 321 - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean, Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height The locks of the approaching storm.
Стр. 340 - Nor Man nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! 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.
Стр. 271 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
Стр. 128 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Стр. 339 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...