The Golden Treasury: Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageGood Press, 19. 11. 2019. - 282 страница The Golden Treasury is a collection of timeless poetry spanning several centuries, showcasing the finest works of English literature. Its diverse selection appeals to a wide range of readers, from those seeking classic romantic verses to lovers of poignant ballads. The book's elegant and refined literary style reflects the rich cultural heritage of the English language, making it a must-have for any poetry enthusiast. Situating the poems in their literary context, readers will appreciate the evolution of English poetry over time and the enduring themes explored by various poets. Various's careful curation of the collection ensures that readers are treated to a wealth of poetic gems, making it a comprehensive anthology for all ages. This treasure trove of poetry is a testament to the enduring power of language and the beauty of human emotion, making it a valuable addition to any literary lover's collection. |
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... hours that most men spare for self-improvement, or for pleasure in any of its more elevated and permanent forms. And if this be true of even mediocre poetry, for how much more are we indebted to the best! Like the fabled fountain of the ...
... hours that most men spare for self-improvement, or for pleasure in any of its more elevated and permanent forms. And if this be true of even mediocre poetry, for how much more are we indebted to the best! Like the fabled fountain of the ...
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... : Sweet lovers love the Spring. Between the acres of the rye These pretty country folks would lie: This carol they began that hour, How that life was but a flower: And therefore take the present time With a hey , and a ho , and a.
... : Sweet lovers love the Spring. Between the acres of the rye These pretty country folks would lie: This carol they began that hour, How that life was but a flower: And therefore take the present time With a hey , and a ho , and a.
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... hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require: Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of ...
... hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require: Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of ...
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... lilies neighbour nigh, Within which bounds she balm encloses Apt to entice a deity: Heigh ho, would she were mine! Her neck like to a stately tower Where Love himself imprison'd lies, To watch for glances every hour From her divine and.
... lilies neighbour nigh, Within which bounds she balm encloses Apt to entice a deity: Heigh ho, would she were mine! Her neck like to a stately tower Where Love himself imprison'd lies, To watch for glances every hour From her divine and.
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... hour From her divine and sacred eyes: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline! Her paps are centres of delight, Her breasts are orbs of heavenly frame, Where Nature moulds the dew of light To feed perfection with the same: Heigh ho, would she were mine ...
... hour From her divine and sacred eyes: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline! Her paps are centres of delight, Her breasts are orbs of heavenly frame, Where Nature moulds the dew of light To feed perfection with the same: Heigh ho, would she were mine ...
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adieu Love Arethuse art thou beauty behold birds blest bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek chidden clouds County Guy dark dead dear death delight doth dream earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA end my song eyes fair Fancy fear flowers frae gentle glory golden slumbers green happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Heigh hour Kirconnell kiss leaves light live look'd Lord LORD BYRON love's lovers Lycidas lyre MADRIGAL MILTON mind morn mortal mountains Muse ne'er never night nymphs o'er P.B. SHELLEY pale passion pleasure Poem praise Rosaline rose run softly seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE shore sigh sing sleep smile soft sorrow soul sound spirit spring star stream Sweet Thames tears thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas untrue Love Victor Hirtzler voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth