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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... Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the airy region thrilling , Now was almost won To think her part was done , And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ; She knew such harmony alone Could hold all heaven and earth in ...
... Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the airy region thrilling , Now was almost won To think her part was done , And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ; She knew such harmony alone Could hold all heaven and earth in ...
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... beneath the seat of Jove doth spring , Begin , and somewhat loudly sweep the string . Hence with denial vain and coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destined urn ; And as he passes , turn And bid fair peace ...
... beneath the seat of Jove doth spring , Begin , and somewhat loudly sweep the string . Hence with denial vain and coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destined urn ; And as he passes , turn And bid fair peace ...
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... beneath the watery floor ; So sinks the day - star in the ocean - bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head And tricks his beams , and with new - spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low , but ...
... beneath the watery floor ; So sinks the day - star in the ocean - bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head And tricks his beams , and with new - spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low , but ...
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These are but gauds : nay what are lips ? Coral beneath the ocean - stream , Whose brink when your adventurer slips Full oft he perisheth on them . And what are cheeks , but ensigns oft That wave hot youth to fields of blood ? Did ...
These are but gauds : nay what are lips ? Coral beneath the ocean - stream , Whose brink when your adventurer slips Full oft he perisheth on them . And what are cheeks , but ensigns oft That wave hot youth to fields of blood ? Did ...
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... and desert - cave Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee , O King ! their hundred arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe : Vocal no more , since Cambria's fatal day , To THOMSON 115.
... and desert - cave Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee , O King ! their hundred arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe : Vocal no more , since Cambria's fatal day , To THOMSON 115.
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A. H. CLOUGH Arethuse beauty beneath birds bonnie 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 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