The Golden Treasury: Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageGood Press, 19. 11. 2019. - 282 страница "The Golden Treasury of English Songs and Lyrics" is a popular anthology of English poetry, originally selected and published by Francis Turner Palgrave in 1861. The book's first edition contained poems by Christopher Marlowe, Thomas Nashe, William Shakespeare, Sir Philip Sidney, Edmund Spenser, The Shepherd Tonie, Joshua Sylvester, John Webster, Sir Thomas Wyatt, and others. |
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... Youth Cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare: Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble ...
... Youth Cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare: Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble ...
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... youth unmeet; Youth so apt to pluck a sweet. Do not call it sin in me That I am forsworn for thee: Thou for whom e'en Jove would swear Juno but an Ethiope were, And deny himself for Jove, Turning mortal for thy love. W. SHAKESPEARE. 21 ...
... youth unmeet; Youth so apt to pluck a sweet. Do not call it sin in me That I am forsworn for thee: Thou for whom e'en Jove would swear Juno but an Ethiope were, And deny himself for Jove, Turning mortal for thy love. W. SHAKESPEARE. 21 ...
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... Youth's a stuff will not endure. W. SHAKESPEARE. 27. WINTER. When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail; When blood is nipt, and ways be foul ...
... Youth's a stuff will not endure. W. SHAKESPEARE. 27. WINTER. When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail; When blood is nipt, and ways be foul ...
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... youth doth lie As the deathbed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. —This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. W. SHAKESPEARE. 29 ...
... youth doth lie As the deathbed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. —This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. W. SHAKESPEARE. 29 ...
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... gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's 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.
... gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's 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.
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