The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs & Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageFrancis Turner Palgrave, John Press Oxford University Press, 1994 - 701 страница In the 1860s, Francis Turner Palgrave set out to collect the finest English lyrical poems in one volume. What he created was The Golden Treasury, an instant classic of verse anthologies. Over the last century, it has withstood the test of time as an immensely popular collection--becoming virtually synonymous with English verse for generations of readers. Now available in a new edition for the first time in thirty years, The Golden Treasury is as delightful as ever, offering old classics together with the finest works of our own time. Here you can find priceless gems by Shakespeare, Byron, Tennyson, Yeats, and other immortal lights of literature. This new edition also serves as a map to the changing landscape of today's British verse, presenting outstanding poetry by both famous and lesser-known writers of Ireland and Great Britain: Seamus Heaney, Sylvia Plath, Fleur Adcock, Carol Ann Duffy, Douglas Dunn, Gavin Ewart, Tony Harrison, Elizabeth Jennings, Derek Mahon, Peter Porter, Carol Rumens, Anne Stevenson, and Hugo Williams, among others. Editor John Press is himself an accomplished poet and translator, and he has taken care to preserve the spirit of the original Golden Treasury. The result is a marvelous collection of British verse--a source of unexpected delights and old favorites alike. |
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... Never , never petting About the frozen time . Ah would ' twere so with many A gentle girl and boy ! But were there ever any Writhed not at passéd joy ? To know the change and feel it , When there is none to heal it Nor numbéd sense to ...
... Never , never petting About the frozen time . Ah would ' twere so with many A gentle girl and boy ! But were there ever any Writhed not at passéd joy ? To know the change and feel it , When there is none to heal it Nor numbéd sense to ...
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... Never again to wake , Never , O never ! Eleu loro ! Never , O never ! Where shall the traitor rest , He , the deceiver , Who could win maiden's breast , Ruin , and leave her ? In the lost battle , Borne down by the flying , Where ...
... Never again to wake , Never , O never ! Eleu loro ! Never , O never ! Where shall the traitor rest , He , the deceiver , Who could win maiden's breast , Ruin , and leave her ? In the lost battle , Borne down by the flying , Where ...
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... never ; But at the total emptiness for ever , The sure extinction that we travel to And shall be lost in always . Not to be here , Not to be anywhere , And soon ; nothing more terrible , nothing more true . This is a special way of ...
... never ; But at the total emptiness for ever , The sure extinction that we travel to And shall be lost in always . Not to be here , Not to be anywhere , And soon ; nothing more terrible , nothing more true . This is a special way of ...
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DEDICATION | vii |
PREFACE TO THE SIXTH | xiii |
BOOK III | 109 |
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beauty beneath birds blood breast breath bright burning C. H. Sisson clouds cold Collected Poems Colour-Sergeant D. H. Lawrence Danny Deever dark dead dear death delight Derek Mahon doth dream dying earth eyes face fair fire flowers glory gone grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills Hugo Williams kiss leaves light live look LORD BYRON lovers Lycidas lyre Martin Secker Michael Longley mind morning mountain never night nightingales o'er P. B. SHELLEY pale passion pleasure poet Reprinted by permission rose round shade SHAKESPEARE Sidney Keyes sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stone stream summer sweet tears thee There's thine things thou art thought trees Veronica Forrest-Thomson voice W. B. Yeats waves weep wild wind wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth