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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... look'd but with divining eyes , They had not skill enough your worth to sing : For we , which now behold these present days , Have eyes to wonder , but lack tongues to praise . W. SHAKESPEARE 20 LOVE'S PERJURIES On a day , alack the day ...
... look'd but with divining eyes , They had not skill enough your worth to sing : For we , which now behold these present days , Have eyes to wonder , but lack tongues to praise . W. SHAKESPEARE 20 LOVE'S PERJURIES On a day , alack the day ...
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... look'd , sigh'd and look'd , Sigh'd and look'd , and sigh'd again : At length with love and wine at once opprest The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast . Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet , and yet a louder strain ...
... look'd , sigh'd and look'd , Sigh'd and look'd , and sigh'd again : At length with love and wine at once opprest The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast . Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet , and yet a louder strain ...
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... look'd With all the longing of a mother ; His little sister weeping walk'd The green - wood path to meet her brother ; They sought him east , they sought him west , They sought him all the forest thorough ; They only saw the cloud of ...
... look'd With all the longing of a mother ; His little sister weeping walk'd The green - wood path to meet her brother ; They sought him east , they sought him west , They sought him all the forest thorough ; They only saw the cloud of ...
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... look'd for Jamie back ; But the wind it blew high , and the ship it was a wrack ; His ship it was a wrack - why didna Jamie dee ? Or why do I live to cry , Wae ' s me ? My father urgit sair my mother didna speak ; But she look'd in my ...
... look'd for Jamie back ; But the wind it blew high , and the ship it was a wrack ; His ship it was a wrack - why didna Jamie dee ? Or why do I live to cry , Wae ' s me ? My father urgit sair my mother didna speak ; But she look'd in my ...
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... Look'd asklent and unco skeigh , Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh ; Ha , ha , the wooing o't ! Duncan fleech'd , and Duncan pray'd ; Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig ; Duncan sigh'd baith out and in , Grat his een baith bleer't and blin ...
... Look'd asklent and unco skeigh , Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh ; Ha , ha , the wooing o't ! Duncan fleech'd , and Duncan pray'd ; Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig ; Duncan sigh'd baith out and in , Grat his een baith bleer't and blin ...
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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