The Golden Treasury: Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageDigiCat, 10. 8. 2022. - 188 страница The Golden Treasury by Various is a rich collection of classic poems from different time periods and authors, carefully curated to showcase the beauty and diversity of poetry. The book presents a mix of both well-known and lesser-known works, highlighting the significance and impact of each poem. The literary style ranges from traditional verse to experimental form, providing readers with a comprehensive survey of poetic techniques and themes. The Golden Treasury is a timeless anthology that appeals to both poetry enthusiasts and newcomers, offering a journey through the power of language and imagination. It serves as a valuable resource for studying the evolution of poetry and its enduring influence on society. Various's careful selection and arrangement make this anthology a unique and indispensable addition to any literary collection. |
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... There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. There will I make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a ...
... There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. There will I make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a ...
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... good means I gain , That I can catch her , Where none can watch her , In some close corner of my brain : There I embrace and kiss her , And so I both enjoy and miss her . ANON . 10. ABSENCE. Being your slave what should I do but.
... good means I gain , That I can catch her , Where none can watch her , In some close corner of my brain : There I embrace and kiss her , And so I both enjoy and miss her . ANON . 10. ABSENCE. Being your slave what should I do but.
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... there's fairer none, Nor for her virtues so divine: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline! Heigh ho, my heart! would God that she were mine! T. LODGE. 17. COLIN. Beauty sat bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her; The winds blew calm ...
... there's fairer none, Nor for her virtues so divine: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline! Heigh ho, my heart! would God that she were mine! T. LODGE. 17. COLIN. Beauty sat bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her; The winds blew calm ...
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... there lies no plenty , - Then come kiss me , Sweet - and - twenty , Youth's a stuff will not endure . W. SHAKESPEARE . 27. WINTER . When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail , And Tom bears logs into the hall ...
... there lies no plenty , - Then come kiss me , Sweet - and - twenty , Youth's a stuff will not endure . W. SHAKESPEARE . 27. WINTER . When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail , And Tom bears logs into the hall ...
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... against a thorn, And there sung the dolefullest ditty, That to hear it was great pity. Fie, fie, fie, now would she Tereu, tereu, by and by: cry; That to hear her so complain Scarce I could from tears refrain ; For her griefs.
... against a thorn, And there sung the dolefullest ditty, That to hear it was great pity. Fie, fie, fie, now would she Tereu, tereu, by and by: cry; That to hear her so complain Scarce I could from tears refrain ; For her griefs.
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Francis Turner Palgrave Приказ није доступан - 2016 |
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adieu Love Arethuse auld Robin Gray beauty behold beneath birds blest bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds County Guy dark dead dear death delight doth earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA eyes fair Fancy fear flowers frae gentle glory golden golden slumbers green happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Heigh hour John Anderson Kirconnell kiss leaves light live look'd Lord LORD BYRON love's lovers Lycidas lyre maid Mary MILTON mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night nonny numbers Nymph o'er P.B. SHELLEY pale passion pleasure Poem Rosaline rose round seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE shore sigh sing sleep smile soft sorrow soul sound spirit spring star stream tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas untrue Love voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth