The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageFrancis Turner Palgrave Macmillan and Company, 1886 - 346 страница |
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Francis Turner Palgrave. TO ALFRED TENNYSON POET LAUREATE THIS book in its progress has recalled often to my memory a man with whose friendship we were once honoured , to whom no region of English Literature was unfamiliar , and who ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. TO ALFRED TENNYSON POET LAUREATE THIS book in its progress has recalled often to my memory a man with whose friendship we were once honoured , to whom no region of English Literature was unfamiliar , and who ...
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Francis Turner Palgrave. Permit me then to incribe to yourself a book which , I hope , may be found by many a lifelong fountain of innocent and exalted pleasure ; a source of animation to friends when they meet ; and able to sweeten ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. Permit me then to incribe to yourself a book which , I hope , may be found by many a lifelong fountain of innocent and exalted pleasure ; a source of animation to friends when they meet ; and able to sweeten ...
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... book has appeared to justify the choice of the most poetical version , wherever more than one exists ; and much ... Books corresponding , I to the ninety to the sense of Beauty . The poems have been there-
... book has appeared to justify the choice of the most poetical version , wherever more than one exists ; and much ... Books corresponding , I to the ninety to the sense of Beauty . The poems have been there-
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... Books of Shakespeare , Milton , Gray , and Words- worth . The volume , in this respect , so far as the limitations ... book the pieces have therefore been arranged in gradations of feeling or subject . And it is hoped that the contents ...
... Books of Shakespeare , Milton , Gray , and Words- worth . The volume , in this respect , so far as the limitations ... book the pieces have therefore been arranged in gradations of feeling or subject . And it is hoped that the contents ...
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... book was first published , not a few poems have appeared to the Editor , or have been suggested , as fit candidates for insertion . A few of these were then unprinted : some have owed their claim to ... BOOK I. Contents PAGE 1 Book II 41.
... book was first published , not a few poems have appeared to the Editor , or have been suggested , as fit candidates for insertion . A few of these were then unprinted : some have owed their claim to ... BOOK I. Contents PAGE 1 Book II 41.
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art thou auld Robin Gray beauty behold beneath birds blest bliss bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek County Guy dead dear death delight dost doth dream earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA eyes fair fear feel flowers frae gentle glory gone grace Gray green Greta woods happy hast hath Hazeldean hear heard heart heaven hour kiss lady leaves light live look'd Lord Lord Byron Lycidas lyre maiden Mermaid Tavern mind morn mountain ne'er never night nymphs o'er P. B. Shelley pale passion Pindar pleasure poets rose round S. T. Coleridge seem'd shade Shakespeare shore sigh sight sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings Wordsworth Yarrow youth
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Страница 187 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Страница 119 - 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...
Страница 185 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Страница 188 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Страница 10 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Страница 49 - Neaera's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days ; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.
Страница 6 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Страница 135 - Stern Lawgiver ! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace ; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face : Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads ; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Страница 140 - O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Страница 157 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!