The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan, 1929 - 640 страница |
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... flower and weed The earth did fresh array ; So fresh they seem'd as day , Ev'n as their bridal day , which was not long : Sweet Thames ! run softly , till I end my song . Then forth they all out of their baskets drew Great store of flowers ...
... flower and weed The earth did fresh array ; So fresh they seem'd as day , Ev'n as their bridal day , which was not long : Sweet Thames ! run softly , till I end my song . Then forth they all out of their baskets drew Great store of flowers ...
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... Flowers of the Forest are a ' wede away . At e'en , in the gloaming , nae younkers are roaming ' Bout stacks wi ' the lasses at bogle to play ; But ilk ane sits drearie , lamenting her dearie- The Flowers of the Forest are weded away ...
... Flowers of the Forest are a ' wede away . At e'en , in the gloaming , nae younkers are roaming ' Bout stacks wi ' the lasses at bogle to play ; But ilk ane sits drearie , lamenting her dearie- The Flowers of the Forest are weded away ...
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... flower of flowers , My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen ! You'll think of me thro ' daylight hours , My virgin flower , my flower of flowers , My Dark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air , I could plough the high hills , O , I could ...
... flower of flowers , My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen ! You'll think of me thro ' daylight hours , My virgin flower , my flower of flowers , My Dark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air , I could plough the high hills , O , I could ...
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Alfred Tennyson Algernon Charles Swinburne beauty beneath birds breast breath bright brow clouds cold Danny Deever dark Dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear flowers George Gordon Byron glory Golden Treasury green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill John Keats kiss Lady Lady of Shalott leaves light lips live look look'd Love's lover moon morn ne'er never night o'er once pale Percy Bysshe Shelley poems poetry poets Robert Browning rose round seem'd shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things Thomas Campion thou art thought thro tree Twas voice waves weep wild William Butler Yeats William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind wings Yarrow youth