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... nor stone , nor earth , nor boundless sea , But sad mortality o'ersways their
power , How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea , Whose action is no stronger
than a flower ? O how shall summer's honey breath hold out 5 Against the
wreckful ...
... nor stone , nor earth , nor boundless sea , But sad mortality o'ersways their
power , How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea , Whose action is no stronger
than a flower ? O how shall summer's honey breath hold out 5 Against the
wreckful ...
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... 5 Age like winter weather , Youth like summer brave , Age like winter bare :
Youth is full of sport , Age's breath is short , 10 Youth is nimble , Age is lame :
Youth is hot and bold , Age is weak and cold , Youth is wild , and Age is tame :
Age , I do ...
... 5 Age like winter weather , Youth like summer brave , Age like winter bare :
Youth is full of sport , Age's breath is short , 10 Youth is nimble , Age is lame :
Youth is hot and bold , Age is weak and cold , Youth is wild , and Age is tame :
Age , I do ...
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I do love thee as each flower 10 Loves the sun's life - giving power ; For dead ,
thy breath to life might move me . Diaphenia like to all things blesséd When all
thy praises are expresséd , Dear joy , how I do love thee ! 15 As the birds do love
the ...
I do love thee as each flower 10 Loves the sun's life - giving power ; For dead ,
thy breath to life might move me . Diaphenia like to all things blesséd When all
thy praises are expresséd , Dear joy , how I do love thee ! 15 As the birds do love
the ...
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That the lover , sick to death , Wish'd himself the heaven's breath . Air , quoth he ,
thy cheeks may blow ; Air , would I might triumph so ! 10 But , alack , my hand is
sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn : Vow , alack , for youth unmeet ; Youth ...
That the lover , sick to death , Wish'd himself the heaven's breath . Air , quoth he ,
thy cheeks may blow ; Air , would I might triumph so ! 10 But , alack , my hand is
sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn : Vow , alack , for youth unmeet ; Youth ...
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... That we one jot of former love retain . Now at the last gasp of love's latest
breath , When , his pulse failing , passion speechless lies , 10 When faith is
kneeling by his bed of death , And innocence is closing up his eyes , -Now if thou
would'st ...
... That we one jot of former love retain . Now at the last gasp of love's latest
breath , When , his pulse failing , passion speechless lies , 10 When faith is
kneeling by his bed of death , And innocence is closing up his eyes , -Now if thou
would'st ...
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Пользовательский отзыв - chibitika - LibraryThingEnglish poetry from the 1500's through the 1800's. Dedicated to Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate of Great Britain and Ireland from 1850-1892. It has end notes with lots of extra information, an index of ... Читать весь отзыв
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Стр. 250 - 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.
Стр. 179 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me!
Стр. 249 - 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, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
Стр. 64 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Стр. 211 - 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. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
Стр. 145 - 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. 181 - Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy. 'The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Стр. 366 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Стр. 18 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
Стр. 178 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
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| Название | The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Golden treasury series Macmillan's pocket classics World's classics (Том 133) |
| Автор | Francis Turner Palgrave |
| Редактор | Francis Turner Palgrave |
| составитель: | Francis Turner Palgrave |
| Издание: | 2, исправленное |
| Издатель | Macmillan, 1924 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Калифорнийский университет |
| Оцифровано | 27 ноя 2007 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 756 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |