The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageOxford University Press, 1921 - Всего страниц: 496 |
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... rest that peace begets : - ' oth not the sun rise smiling , When fair at even he sets ? -Rest you , then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt not in weeping ! While She lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies , Sleeping ! Anon . XXIII TO HIS LOVE ...
... rest that peace begets : - ' oth not the sun rise smiling , When fair at even he sets ? -Rest you , then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt not in weeping ! While She lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies , Sleeping ! Anon . XXIII TO HIS LOVE ...
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... 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 which it was nourish'd by : -This thou perceiv'st , which makes thy love more ...
... 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 which it was nourish'd by : -This thou perceiv'st , which makes thy love more ...
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... rest , To hear the stories of thy finish'd love From that smooth tongue whose music hell can move ; Then wilt thou speak of banqueting delights , Of masques and revels which sweet youth did make , Of tourneys and great challenges of ...
... rest , To hear the stories of thy finish'd love From that smooth tongue whose music hell can move ; Then wilt thou speak of banqueting delights , Of masques and revels which sweet youth did make , Of tourneys and great challenges of ...
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... rest : Ah ! wanton , will ye ? And if I sleep , then percheth he With pretty flight , And makes his pillow of my knee The livelong night . Strike I my lute , he tunes the string ; He music plays if so I sing ; He lends me every lovely ...
... rest : Ah ! wanton , will ye ? And if I sleep , then percheth he With pretty flight , And makes his pillow of my knee The livelong night . Strike I my lute , he tunes the string ; He music plays if so I sing ; He lends me every lovely ...
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... rest around To her redoubled that her undersong , Which said their bridal day should not be long : And gentle Echo from the neighbour ground Their accents did resound . So forth those joyous birds did pass along Adown the Lee that to ...
... rest around To her redoubled that her undersong , Which said their bridal day should not be long : And gentle Echo from the neighbour ground Their accents did resound . So forth those joyous birds did pass along Adown the Lee that to ...
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A. H. Clough Alfred Noyes beauty beneath birds breast breath bright cheek County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth Elizabeth of Bohemia eyes face fair fear flowers glory golden gone grave gray green grief hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills hour Itylus John Masefield kiss land leaves light live look look'd Lord Byron Lord Houghton Lord Tennyson love's Lycidas lyre morn mountains ne'er never night numbers o'er once passion poem poet poetry rest Robin Gray rose Rossetti round seem'd shade Shakespeare sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars sweet tears tell Theocritus thine things thou art thought thro tree turn'd Twas voice vrom waves weary weep wild wind wings Wordsworth Yarrow youth