The Golden Treasury: Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageGood Press, 19 нояб. 2019 г. - Всего страниц: 282 The Golden Treasury is a collection of timeless poetry spanning several centuries, showcasing the finest works of English literature. Its diverse selection appeals to a wide range of readers, from those seeking classic romantic verses to lovers of poignant ballads. The book's elegant and refined literary style reflects the rich cultural heritage of the English language, making it a must-have for any poetry enthusiast. Situating the poems in their literary context, readers will appreciate the evolution of English poetry over time and the enduring themes explored by various poets. Various's careful curation of the collection ensures that readers are treated to a wealth of poetic gems, making it a comprehensive anthology for all ages. This treasure trove of poetry is a testament to the enduring power of language and the beauty of human emotion, making it a valuable addition to any literary lover's collection. |
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... birds do sing, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The palm and may make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye birds tune their merry lay, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The ...
... birds do sing, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The palm and may make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye birds tune their merry lay, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The ...
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... birds sing madrigals. There will I make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair ...
... birds sing madrigals. There will I make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair ...
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... bird's throat— Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who ... birds do sing hey ding a ding: Sweet lovers love the Spring. Between the acres of the rye These pretty country folks ...
... bird's throat— Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who ... birds do sing hey ding a ding: Sweet lovers love the Spring. Between the acres of the rye These pretty country folks ...
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... birds do sing , hey ding a ding ; Sweet lovers love the Spring . W. SHAKESPEARE . 9. PRESENT IN ABSENCE . Absence , hear thou my protestation Against thy strength , Distance , and length : Do what thou canst for alteration : For hearts ...
... birds do sing , hey ding a ding ; Sweet lovers love the Spring . W. SHAKESPEARE . 9. PRESENT IN ABSENCE . Absence , hear thou my protestation Against thy strength , Distance , and length : Do what thou canst for alteration : For hearts ...
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... birds are mute; Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. W. SHAKESPEARE. 12. A CONSOLATION. When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state, And ...
... birds are mute; Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. W. SHAKESPEARE. 12. A CONSOLATION. When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state, And ...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Francis Turner Palgrave Недоступно для просмотра - 2016 |
The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Francis Turner Palgrave Недоступно для просмотра - 2016 |
The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Francis Turner Palgrave Недоступно для просмотра - 2016 |
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