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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... thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. Thy silver dishes for thy meat As precious as the gods do eat, Shall on an ivory table be Prepared each day for thee and me. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May ...
... thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. Thy silver dishes for thy meat As precious as the gods do eat, Shall on an ivory table be Prepared each day for thee and me. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May ...
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... thee, Youth, I do adore thee; O! my Love, my Love is young! Age, I do defy thee— O, sweet shepherd, hie thee, For methinks thou stay'st too long. W. SHAKESPEARE. 7. Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me,
... thee, Youth, I do adore thee; O! my Love, my Love is young! Age, I do defy thee— O, sweet shepherd, hie thee, For methinks thou stay'st too long. W. SHAKESPEARE. 7. Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me,
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... thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute; Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. W. SHAKESPEARE. 12. A CONSOLATION. When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes I all alone ...
... thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute; Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. W. SHAKESPEARE. 12. A CONSOLATION. When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes I all alone ...
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... thee! I do love thee as my lambs Are belovéd of their dams; How blest were I if thou would'st prove me. Diaphenia like the spreading roses, That in thy sweets all sweets encloses, Fair sweet, how do I love thee! I do love thee as each ...
... thee! I do love thee as my lambs Are belovéd of their dams; How blest were I if thou would'st prove me. Diaphenia like the spreading roses, That in thy sweets all sweets encloses, Fair sweet, how do I love thee! I do love thee as each ...
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... thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May , And summer's lease hath all too short a date : Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines , And often is his gold ...
... thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May , And summer's lease hath all too short a date : Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines , And often is his gold ...
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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