Palgrave's Golden TreasuryJ.M. Dent & Company, 1907 - Всего страниц: 366 |
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... heavéd stroke , Was never heard the nymphs to daunt Sleep on and dream of Heaven awhile • Frontispiece . PAGE II 26 1272 32 34 38 56 888 68 88 98 106 III 114 116 149 xvi PALGRAVE'S GOLDEN TREASURY And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise XV.
... heavéd stroke , Was never heard the nymphs to daunt Sleep on and dream of Heaven awhile • Frontispiece . PAGE II 26 1272 32 34 38 56 888 68 88 98 106 III 114 116 149 xvi PALGRAVE'S GOLDEN TREASURY And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise XV.
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... heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high uphung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstain'd with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the arméd throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye , As if they surely knew their ...
... heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high uphung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstain'd with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the arméd throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye , As if they surely knew their ...
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... to lose , With thousand echoes still prolongs each heavenly close . Nature , that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the airy region thrilling , Now was almost won 51 52 THE HYMN To think her part was done ,
... to lose , With thousand echoes still prolongs each heavenly close . Nature , that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the airy region thrilling , Now was almost won 51 52 THE HYMN To think her part was done ,
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... heard , and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower - inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn . In consecrated earth And ...
... heard , and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower - inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn . In consecrated earth And ...
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... heard from high , Arise , ye more than dead ! Then cold , and hot , and moist , and dry In order to their stations leap , And Music's power obey . From harmony , from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony ...
... heard from high , Arise , ye more than dead ! Then cold , and hot , and moist , and dry In order to their stations leap , And Music's power obey . From harmony , from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony ...
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adieu Love AULD ROBIN GRAY beauty birds blest bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds County Guy dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA ETON COLLEGE eyes fair fear flowers frae gentle glory golden GRAY green happy hast hath Hazeldean hear heard heart heaven Heigh JOHN ANDERSON kiss ladies leaves light live look'd LORD LORD BYRON love's lover Lycidas lyre maid mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night nonny nymphs o'er ODE TO DUTY P. B. SHELLEY pale PALGRAVE'S GOLDEN TREASURY passion pleasure praise rose round seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought tree twas untrue Love voice waves weep wild wilt winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth
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Стр. 356 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Стр. 168 - 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. 19 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Стр. 358 - Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years' darling of a pigmy size! See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies, Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him from his father's eyes ! See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues...
Стр. 112 - Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground I hear the far-off Curfeu sound Over some wide-water'd shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar : Or, if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom ; Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Стр. 12 - 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. 17 - 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. What is love? 'tis not hereafter, Present mirth hath present laughter: What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty, Then come kiss me sweet and twenty: Youth's a stuff will not endure.
Стр. 340 - 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. 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. 15 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.