The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language |
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... to whom no region of English Literature was unfamiliar , and who , whilst rich in all the noble gifts of Nature , was most eminently distinguished by the noblest and the rarest , -just judgment and high- hearted patriotism .
... to whom no region of English Literature was unfamiliar , and who , whilst rich in all the noble gifts of Nature , was most eminently distinguished by the noblest and the rarest , -just judgment and high- hearted patriotism .
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Poetry gives treasures ' more golden than gold , ' leading us in higher and healthier ways than those of the world , and interpret- ing to us the lessons of Nature . But she speaks best for herself . Her true accents , if the plan has ...
Poetry gives treasures ' more golden than gold , ' leading us in higher and healthier ways than those of the world , and interpret- ing to us the lessons of Nature . But she speaks best for herself . Her true accents , if the plan has ...
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Never believe , though in my 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 ...
Never believe , though in my 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 ...
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... Where Nature moulds the dew of light To feed perfection with the same : Heigh ho , would she were mine ! " || !! First With orient pearl , with ruby 12 Book.
... Where Nature moulds the dew of light To feed perfection with the same : Heigh ho , would she were mine ! " || !! First With orient pearl , with ruby 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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Arethuse beauty beneath birds bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA eyes F. T. PALGRAVE fair Fancy fear flowers frae FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE gentle glory golden Gray green H. F. Lyte happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill kiss leaves light live look'd Lord Lord Byron Love's Lycidas lyre LYRICAL maid mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night Nymph o'er P. B. Shelley pale passion Pindar pleasure poem Poetry poets rose round seem'd shade Shakespeare sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring star stream sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas voice waly waly waves weep white-thorn wild winds wings Wordsworth Yarrow youth