The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language1891 |
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... feel the day's disdain . S. Daniel XLVII The nightingale , as soon as April bringeth Unto her rested sense a perfect waking , While late - bare earth , proud of new clothing , springeth , Sings out her woes , a thorn her song - book ...
... feel the day's disdain . S. Daniel XLVII The nightingale , as soon as April bringeth Unto her rested sense a perfect waking , While late - bare earth , proud of new clothing , springeth , Sings out her woes , a thorn her song - book ...
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... feel'st a lover's case , I read it in thy looks ; thy languish'd grace , To me , that feel the like , thy state descries . Then , e'en of fellowship , O Moon , tell me , Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit ? Are beauties there ...
... feel'st a lover's case , I read it in thy looks ; thy languish'd grace , To me , that feel the like , thy state descries . Then , e'en of fellowship , O Moon , tell me , Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit ? Are beauties there ...
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... feel him warm , but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me ' twere always day . With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure ...
... feel him warm , but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me ' twere always day . With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure ...
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... feel , Smiles as of the morning steal O'er thy cheek , and o'er thy breast Where thy little heart doth rest . Oh the cunning wiles that creep In thy little heart asleep ! When thy little heart doth wake , Then the dreadful light shall ...
... feel , Smiles as of the morning steal O'er thy cheek , and o'er thy breast Where thy little heart doth rest . Oh the cunning wiles that creep In thy little heart asleep ! When thy little heart doth wake , Then the dreadful light shall ...
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... feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow , As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe , And , redolent of joy and youth , To breathe a second spring . Say , Father Thames , for thou hast seen ...
... feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow , As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe , And , redolent of joy and youth , To breathe a second spring . Say , Father Thames , for thou hast seen ...
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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