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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... brow , I see their antique pen would have exprest Ev'n such a beauty as you master now . So all their praises are but prophecies Of this our time , all , you prefiguring ; And for they look'd but with divining eyes , They had not skill ...
... brow , I see their antique pen would have exprest Ev'n such a beauty as you master now . So all their praises are but prophecies Of this our time , all , you prefiguring ; And for they look'd but with divining eyes , They had not skill ...
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... brow ; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth , And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow : And yet , to times in hope , my verse shall stand Praising Thy worth , despite his cruel hand . W. SHAKESPEARE 31 Farewell ! thou art too ...
... brow ; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth , And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow : And yet , to times in hope , my verse shall stand Praising Thy worth , despite his cruel hand . W. SHAKESPEARE 31 Farewell ! thou art too ...
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... brows That we one jot of former love retain . Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath , When his pulse failing , passion speechless lies , When faith is kneeling by his bed of death , And innocence is closing up his eyes , -Now if ...
... brows That we one jot of former love retain . Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath , When his pulse failing , passion speechless lies , When faith is kneeling by his bed of death , And innocence is closing up his eyes , -Now if ...
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... brow , And then the dimple on his chin ; All these did my Campaspe win : At last he set her both his eyes- She won , and Cupid blind did rise . O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall , alas ! become of me ? J. LYLYE 52 Pack ...
... brow , And then the dimple on his chin ; All these did my Campaspe win : At last he set her both his eyes- She won , and Cupid blind did rise . O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall , alas ! become of me ? J. LYLYE 52 Pack ...
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... brow ; Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor - victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet , and blossom in their dust . J. SHIRLEY ...
... brow ; Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor - victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet , and blossom in their dust . J. SHIRLEY ...
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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