The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageOxford University Press, 1929 - 776 страница |
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... wild breast , Whose wrath and hate have sworn to dwell With the first sin that peopled hell ; A breast whose blood's a troubled ocean , Each throb the earthquake's wild commotion ! O if such clime thou canst endure Yet keep thy hue ...
... wild breast , Whose wrath and hate have sworn to dwell With the first sin that peopled hell ; A breast whose blood's a troubled ocean , Each throb the earthquake's wild commotion ! O if such clime thou canst endure Yet keep thy hue ...
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... wild . ' I made a garland for her head , And bracelets too , and fragrant zone ; She look'd at me as she did love ... wild and manna - dew , And sure in language strange she said " I love thee true . " ' She took me to her elfin grot ...
... wild . ' I made a garland for her head , And bracelets too , and fragrant zone ; She look'd at me as she did love ... wild and manna - dew , And sure in language strange she said " I love thee true . " ' She took me to her elfin grot ...
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... wild Lean - headed Eagles yelp alone , and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope , and spill Their thousand ... wild bells , to the wild sky , The flying cloud , the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out , wild ...
... wild Lean - headed Eagles yelp alone , and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope , and spill Their thousand ... wild bells , to the wild sky , The flying cloud , the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out , wild ...
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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