The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageOxford University Press, 1929 - 776 страница |
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... doth take away , Death's second self , that seals up all in rest . In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire , That on the ashes of his youth doth lie As the death - bed whereon it must expire , Consumed with that which it was nourish ...
... doth take away , Death's second self , that seals up all in rest . In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire , That on the ashes of his youth doth lie As the death - bed whereon it must expire , Consumed with that which it was nourish ...
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... Doth then the World go thus , doth all thus move ? Is this the justice which on Earth we find ? Is this that firm decree which all doth bind ? Are these your influences , Powers above ? Those souls which vice's moody mists most blind ...
... Doth then the World go thus , doth all thus move ? Is this the justice which on Earth we find ? Is this that firm decree which all doth bind ? Are these your influences , Powers above ? Those souls which vice's moody mists most blind ...
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... doth belie Thy soul's immensity ; Thou best philosopher , who yet dost keep Thy heritage , thou eye among the blind ... doth live , That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual ...
... doth belie Thy soul's immensity ; Thou best philosopher , who yet dost keep Thy heritage , thou eye among the blind ... doth live , That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual ...
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A. C. SWINBURNE A. H. CLOUGH beauty beneath birds blow breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear flowers glory golden gone green hair hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hour J. D. C. PELLOW kiss leaves light lips live look look'd Lord LORD BYRON LORD TENNYSON love thee love's Lycidas lyre mind morn ne'er never night o'er once P. B. SHELLEY pale pleasure poems ring ROBERT BRIDGES rose round seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet tears thine things thou art thought tree Twas voice W. B. YEATS W. H. DAVIES waves weep wild winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth