The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageHumphrey Milford, Oxford University Press, 1916 - 496 страница |
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... P. B. SHELLEY 173 She walks in beauty , like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies , And all that ' s best of dark and bright Meets in her aspect and her eyes , Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day ...
... P. B. SHELLEY 173 She walks in beauty , like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies , And all that ' s best of dark and bright Meets in her aspect and her eyes , Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day ...
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... P. B. SHELLEY 177 THE LOST LOVE 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 ...
... P. B. SHELLEY 177 THE LOST LOVE 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 ...
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... P. B. SHELLEY 185 ECHOES How sweet the answer Echo makes To Music at night When , roused by lute or horn , she wakes , And far away o'er lawns and lakes Goes answering light ! Yet Love hath echoes truer far And far more sweet Than e ...
... P. B. SHELLEY 185 ECHOES How sweet the answer Echo makes To Music at night When , roused by lute or horn , she wakes , And far away o'er lawns and lakes Goes answering light ! Yet Love hath echoes truer far And far more sweet Than e ...
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... P. B. SHELLEY TO A DISTANT FRIEND Why art thou silent ! Is thy love a plant Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air Of absence withers what was once so fair ? Is there no debt to pay , no boon to grant ? Yet have my thoughts for ...
... P. B. SHELLEY TO A DISTANT FRIEND Why art thou silent ! Is thy love a plant Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air Of absence withers what was once so fair ? Is there no debt to pay , no boon to grant ? Yet have my thoughts for ...
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... P. B. SHELLEY THE MAID OF NEIDPATH O lovers ' eyes are sharp to see , And lovers ' ears in hearing ; And love , in life's extremity , Can lend an hour of cheering . Disease had been in Mary's bower And slow decay from mourning , Though ...
... P. B. SHELLEY THE MAID OF NEIDPATH O lovers ' eyes are sharp to see , And lovers ' ears in hearing ; And love , in life's extremity , Can lend an hour of cheering . Disease had been in Mary's bower And slow decay from mourning , Though ...
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A. H. CLOUGH Arethuse beauty beneath birds bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear flowers frae FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE glory golden gone green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill kiss leaves light lips live look look'd Lord LORD BYRON LORD TENNYSON love thee Lycidas lyre mind morn mountain ne'er never night Nymph o'er once P. B. SHELLEY pale pleasure poems Ravelston ring River Lee rose round seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet T. L. PEACOCK tears There's thine things thou art thought tree Twas voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth