The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageOxford University Press, 1929 - 776 страница |
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... hand of rough Mischance , Or chill'd by Age , their airy dance They leave , in dust to rest . Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female ...
... hand of rough Mischance , Or chill'd by Age , their airy dance They leave , in dust to rest . Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female ...
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... hand ! A merry heart and true ! King James's men shall understand What Cornish lads can do . And have they fixed the ... hand in hand , And who shall bid us nay ? 6 And when we come to London Wall , A 332 HAWKER.
... hand ! A merry heart and true ! King James's men shall understand What Cornish lads can do . And have they fixed the ... hand in hand , And who shall bid us nay ? 6 And when we come to London Wall , A 332 HAWKER.
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... hand ! If , in the paths of the world , Stones might have wounded thy feet , Toil or dejection have tried Thy spirit , of that we saw Nothing ! to us thou wert still Cheerful , and helpful , and firm . Therefore to thee it was given ...
... hand ! If , in the paths of the world , Stones might have wounded thy feet , Toil or dejection have tried Thy spirit , of that we saw Nothing ! to us thou wert still Cheerful , and helpful , and firm . Therefore to thee it was given ...
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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