The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language |
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Стр. 74
... —where'er thy bones are hurl'd , Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides Where
thou perhaps , under the whelming tide , Visitest the bottom of the monstrous
world ; Or whether thou , to our moist vows denied , Sleep'st by the fable of
Bellerus ...
... —where'er thy bones are hurl'd , Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides Where
thou perhaps , under the whelming tide , Visitest the bottom of the monstrous
world ; Or whether thou , to our moist vows denied , Sleep'st by the fable of
Bellerus ...
Стр. 75
Think how many royal bones Sleep within these heaps of stones ; Here they lie ,
had realms and lands , Who now want strength to stir their hands , Where from
their pulpits seald with dust They preach , “ In greatness is no trust . " Here's an ...
Think how many royal bones Sleep within these heaps of stones ; Here they lie ,
had realms and lands , Who now want strength to stir their hands , Where from
their pulpits seald with dust They preach , “ In greatness is no trust . " Here's an ...
Стр. 82
Queen and Huntress , chaste and fair , Now the sun is laid to sleep , Seated in thy
silver chair State in wonted manner keep : Hesperus entreats thy light , Goddess
excellently bright . Earth , let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose ...
Queen and Huntress , chaste and fair , Now the sun is laid to sleep , Seated in thy
silver chair State in wonted manner keep : Hesperus entreats thy light , Goddess
excellently bright . Earth , let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose ...
Стр. 100
Sleep , sleep again , my Lyre ! For thou canst never tell my humble tale In sounds
that will prevail , Nor gentle thoughts in her inspire : All thy vain mirth lay by , Bid
thy strings silent lie , Sleep , sleep again , my Lyre , and let thy master die .
Sleep , sleep again , my Lyre ! For thou canst never tell my humble tale In sounds
that will prevail , Nor gentle thoughts in her inspire : All thy vain mirth lay by , Bid
thy strings silent lie , Sleep , sleep again , my Lyre , and let thy master die .
Стр. 119
... Hide me from day's garish eye , While the bee with honey'd thigh That at her
flowery work doth sing , And the waters murmuring , With such consort as they
keep Entice the dewy - feather'd Sleep ; And let some strange mysterious drear .
... Hide me from day's garish eye , While the bee with honey'd thigh That at her
flowery work doth sing , And the waters murmuring , With such consort as they
keep Entice the dewy - feather'd Sleep ; And let some strange mysterious drear .
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| Название | The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Golden treasury series |
| Редактор | Francis Turner Palgrave |
| составитель: | Francis Turner Palgrave |
| Иллюстрации | Alfred Pearse |
| Издатель | Collins' Clear-Type Press, 1861 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Мадридский университет "Комплютенс" |
| Оцифровано | 21 май 2010 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 350 |
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