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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... true of even mediocre poetry, for how much more are we indebted to the best! Like the fabled fountain of the Azores, but with a more various power, the magic of this Art can confer on each period of life its appropriate blessing: on ...
... true of even mediocre poetry, for how much more are we indebted to the best! Like the fabled fountain of the Azores, but with a more various power, the magic of this Art can confer on each period of life its appropriate blessing: on ...
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... true in all ages, and like the works of Creation perfect as on the first day. 1. SPRING. Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do ...
... true in all ages, and like the works of Creation perfect as on the first day. 1. SPRING. Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do ...
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... true a fool is love, that in your will, Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill. W. SHAKESPEARE. 11. How like a winter hath my absence been From Thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen ...
... true a fool is love, that in your will, Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill. W. SHAKESPEARE. 11. How like a winter hath my absence been From Thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen ...
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... thy griefs alone; No, I would have my share in what were thine: And whilst we thus should make our sorrows one, This happy harmony would make them none. W. ALEXANDER, EARL OF STERLINE. 23. TRUE LOVE. Let me not to the marriage of.
... thy griefs alone; No, I would have my share in what were thine: And whilst we thus should make our sorrows one, This happy harmony would make them none. W. ALEXANDER, EARL OF STERLINE. 23. TRUE LOVE. Let me not to the marriage of.
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... TRUE LOVE. Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove:— O no! it is an ever-fixéd mark That looks on tempests and is never ...
... TRUE LOVE. Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove:— O no! it is an ever-fixéd mark That looks on tempests and is never ...
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