The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageFrancis Turner Palgrave Collins' Clear-Type Press, 1861 - Всего страниц: 350 |
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... tree ; But first it bow'd , and syne it brak , Sae my true Love did lichtly me . O waly waly , but love be bonny A little time while it is new ; But when ' tis auld , it waxeth cauld And fades awa ' like morning dew . O wherefore should ...
... tree ; But first it bow'd , and syne it brak , Sae my true Love did lichtly me . O waly waly , but love be bonny A little time while it is new ; But when ' tis auld , it waxeth cauld And fades awa ' like morning dew . O wherefore should ...
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... tree , Why do ye fall so fast ? Your date is not so past , But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile , And go at last . What , were ye born to be An hour or half's delight , And so to bid good - night ? ' Twas pity ...
... tree , Why do ye fall so fast ? Your date is not so past , But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile , And go at last . What , were ye born to be An hour or half's delight , And so to bid good - night ? ' Twas pity ...
Стр. 108
... tree , Whose short and narrow - vergéd shade Does prudently their toils upbraid ; While all the flowers and trees do close To weave the garlands of Repose . H Fair Quiet , have I found thee here , 108 THE GOLDEN TREASURY . 110. TO ...
... tree , Whose short and narrow - vergéd shade Does prudently their toils upbraid ; While all the flowers and trees do close To weave the garlands of Repose . H Fair Quiet , have I found thee here , 108 THE GOLDEN TREASURY . 110. TO ...
Стр. 109
... trees ! where'er your barks I wound , No name shall but your own be found . When we have run our passions ' heat Love hither makes his best retreat : The gods , who mortal beauty chase , Still in a tree did end their race : Apollo ...
... trees ! where'er your barks I wound , No name shall but your own be found . When we have run our passions ' heat Love hither makes his best retreat : The gods , who mortal beauty chase , Still in a tree did end their race : Apollo ...
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... tree's mossy root , Casting the body's vest aside My soul into the boughs does glide ; There , like a bird , it sits and sings , Then whets and claps its silver wings , And , till prepared for longer flight , Waves in its plumes the ...
... tree's mossy root , Casting the body's vest aside My soul into the boughs does glide ; There , like a bird , it sits and sings , Then whets and claps its silver wings , And , till prepared for longer flight , Waves in its plumes the ...
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Arethuse art thou beauty behold beneath birds blest bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek chidden clouds dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA eyes fair Fancy fear flowers frae gentle glory golden green happy hast hath Hazeldean hear heard heart heaven Heigh hour John Anderson Kirconnell kiss ladies leaves light live look'd Lord LORD BYRON love's lovers Lycidas lyre maid mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night nonny Nymph o'er P. B. SHELLEY pale passion Pindar pleasure poem poet Poetry Rosaline rose round Rule Britannia seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star stream sweet tears thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth