Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics ...Macmillan, 1903 |
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... wing , With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She woos the tardy Spring : CLII . Till April starts , and calls around 5 The sleeping fragrance from the ground , And lightly o'er the living scene Scatters his freshest , tenderest green ...
... wing , With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She woos the tardy Spring : CLII . Till April starts , and calls around 5 The sleeping fragrance from the ground , And lightly o'er the living scene Scatters his freshest , tenderest green ...
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... wing They mock the air with idle state . Helm , nor hauberk's twisted mail , 25 J. Thomson CLIX . 5 Nor e'en thy virtues , Tyrant , shall avail . To save thy secret soul from nightly fears , From Cambria's curse , from Cambria's tears ...
... wing They mock the air with idle state . Helm , nor hauberk's twisted mail , 25 J. Thomson CLIX . 5 Nor e'en thy virtues , Tyrant , shall avail . To save thy secret soul from nightly fears , From Cambria's curse , from Cambria's tears ...
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... wings . ' The verse adorn again 125 Fierce war , and faithful love , And truth severe , by fairy fiction drest . In buskin'd measures move Pale grief , and pleasing pain , With horror , tyrant of the throbbing breast . 130 A voice as of ...
... wings . ' The verse adorn again 125 Fierce war , and faithful love , And truth severe , by fairy fiction drest . In buskin'd measures move Pale grief , and pleasing pain , With horror , tyrant of the throbbing breast . 130 A voice as of ...
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... wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak , and lightnings of his eye . Thee the voice , the dance , obey Temper'd to thy warbled lay . O'er Idalia's velvet - green The rosy - crowned Loves are seen On ...
... wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak , and lightnings of his eye . Thee the voice , the dance , obey Temper'd to thy warbled lay . O'er Idalia's velvet - green The rosy - crowned Loves are seen On ...
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... wings of Extasy The secrets of the abyss to spy : He pass'd the flaming bounds of place and time : The living Throne , the sapphire - blaze Where angels tremble while they gaze , 100 He saw ; but blasted with excess of light , Closed ...
... wings of Extasy The secrets of the abyss to spy : He pass'd the flaming bounds of place and time : The living Throne , the sapphire - blaze Where angels tremble while they gaze , 100 He saw ; but blasted with excess of light , Closed ...
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Стр. 48 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Стр. 65 - It may be safely affirmed that there neither is, nor can be, any essential difference between the language of prose and metrical composition.
Стр. 55 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Стр. 29 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Стр. 98 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o
Стр. 16 - It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Стр. 66 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Стр. 42 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Стр. 33 - WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie ! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi...
Стр. 50 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.