The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language |
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Fair King , who all preserves , But show thy blushing beams , And thou two sweeter eyes Shalt see than those which by Penéus ' streams Did once thy heart surprize . Now , Flora , deck thyself in fairest guise : If that ye winds would ...
Fair King , who all preserves , But show thy blushing beams , And thou two sweeter eyes Shalt see than those which by Penéus ' streams Did once thy heart surprize . Now , Flora , deck thyself in fairest guise : If that ye winds would ...
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... tis with so dull a cheer , That leaves look pale , dreading the winter's near . W. Shakespeare XVI A CONSOLATION When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state , And trouble deaf heaven with ...
... tis with so dull a cheer , That leaves look pale , dreading the winter's near . W. Shakespeare XVI A CONSOLATION When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state , And trouble deaf heaven with ...
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So your sweet hue , which methinks still doth stand , Hath motion , and mine eye may be deceived : For fear of which ... Her eyes are sapphires set in snow , Resembling heaven by every wink ; The Gods do fear whenas they glow , And I do ...
So your sweet hue , which methinks still doth stand , Hath motion , and mine eye may be deceived : For fear of which ... Her eyes are sapphires set in snow , Resembling heaven by every wink ; The Gods do fear whenas they glow , And I do ...
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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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But my Sun's heavenly eyes View not your weeping , That now lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies , Sleeping . Sleep is a reconciling , A rest that peace begets : - Doth not the sun rise smiling , When fair at even he sets ?
But my Sun's heavenly eyes View not your weeping , That now lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies , Sleeping . Sleep is a reconciling , A rest that peace begets : - Doth not the sun rise smiling , When fair at even he sets ?
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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