The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan Company, 1922 - 483 страница |
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... Nature , was most eminently distinguished by the noblest and the rarest , -just judgment and high- hearted patriotism . It would have been hence a peculiar pleasure and pride to dedicate what I have endeavoured to make a true national ...
... Nature , was most eminently distinguished by the noblest and the rarest , -just judgment and high- hearted patriotism . It would have been hence a peculiar pleasure and pride to dedicate what I have endeavoured to make a true national ...
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... Nature . But she speaks best for herself . Her true accents , if the plan has been executed with success , may be heard throughout the following pages : —wherever the Poets of England are honoured , wherever the dominant language of the ...
... Nature . But she speaks best for herself . Her true accents , if the plan has been executed with success , may be heard throughout the following pages : —wherever the Poets of England are honoured , wherever the dominant language of the ...
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... nature reign'd All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood , That it could so preposterously be stain'd To leave for nothing all thy sum of good : For nothing this wide universe I call , Save thou , my rose in it thou art my all . W ...
... nature reign'd All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood , That it could so preposterously be stain'd To leave for nothing all thy sum of good : For nothing this wide universe I call , Save thou , my rose in it thou art my all . W ...
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... 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 ! With orient pearl , witn ruby red , With marble 12 BOOK.
... 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 ! With orient pearl , witn ruby red , With marble 12 BOOK.
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... Nature herself her shape admires ; The Gods are wounded in her sight ; And Love forsakes his heavenly fires And at her eyes his brand doth light : Heigh ho , would she were mine ! Then muse not , Nymphs , though I bemoan The absence of ...
... Nature herself her shape admires ; The Gods are wounded in her sight ; And Love forsakes his heavenly fires And at her eyes his brand doth light : Heigh ho , would she were mine ! Then muse not , Nymphs , though I bemoan The absence of ...
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A. C. Swinburne Alfred Noyes Arethuse beauty beneath birds bower breast breath bright Brignall cheek clouds dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes fair fear flowers frae gentle glory golden Gray green H. F. Lyte hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill hour Itylus John Masefield kiss leaves light live look look'd Lord Lord Byron Lord Tennyson love's Lycidas lyre mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night numbers Nymph o'er OMAR KHAYYÁM P. B. Shelley passion pleasure poem poet Poetry River Lee rose round seem'd shade Shakespeare shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought tree Twas voice waves weep wild wind wings Wordsworth Yarrow youth