The Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics, with NotesScott, Foresman, 1908 - Всего страниц: 437 |
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... heart -Shakspere . In profuse strains of unpremeditated art . Sweet and low , sweet and low , Wind of the western sea , Low , low , breathe and blow , Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go , -Shelley . Come from the dying ...
... heart -Shakspere . In profuse strains of unpremeditated art . Sweet and low , sweet and low , Wind of the western sea , Low , low , breathe and blow , Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go , -Shelley . Come from the dying ...
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... heart , And fall before thee ! Anon . 5 IX A MADRIGAL Crabbed Age and Youth Cannot live together : Youth is full of pleasance , Age is full of care ; Youth like summer morn , Age like winter weather , Youth like summer brave , Age like ...
... heart , And fall before thee ! Anon . 5 IX A MADRIGAL Crabbed Age and Youth Cannot live together : Youth is full of pleasance , Age is full of care ; Youth like summer morn , Age like winter weather , Youth like summer brave , Age like ...
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... heart , safe - left , shall meet ; My Muse and I must you of duty greet With thanks and wishes , wishing thankfully ; Be you still fair , honour'd by public heed ; 10 By no encroachment wrong'd , nor time forgot ; Nor blamed for blood ...
... heart , safe - left , shall meet ; My Muse and I must you of duty greet With thanks and wishes , wishing thankfully ; Be you still fair , honour'd by public heed ; 10 By no encroachment wrong'd , nor time forgot ; Nor blamed for blood ...
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... heart , Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify : As easy might I from myself depart As from my soul , which in thy breast doth lie ; 5 That is my home of love ; if I have ranged , Like him that travels , I return again , Just to the ...
... heart , Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify : As easy might I from myself depart As from my soul , which in thy breast doth lie ; 5 That is my home of love ; if I have ranged , Like him that travels , I return again , Just to the ...
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... heart , who makes me glad and sorry : Out of thy golden quiver Take thou thy strongest arrow That will through bone and marrow , And me and thee of grief and fear deliver : - But come behind , for if she look upon thee . Alas ! poor ...
... heart , who makes me glad and sorry : Out of thy golden quiver Take thou thy strongest arrow That will through bone and marrow , And me and thee of grief and fear deliver : - But come behind , for if she look upon thee . Alas ! poor ...
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Стр. 217 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Стр. 327 - EARTH has not anything to show more fair : Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet...
Стр. 216 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Стр. 333 - Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day?
Стр. 293 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Стр. 325 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Стр. 245 - Homer ruled as his demesne; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He star'd...
Стр. 288 - 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. 71 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end ; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Стр. 294 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.