A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best PoetsJ.B. Ford, 1872 - 789 страница |
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... Fear no more the heat " ( Cymbeline ) 190 Tear , A Venice Fool moralizing on Time ( As You Like It ) Fortune Teller ( Comedy of Errors ) 618 561 Wish , A Friendship ( Hamlet ) . " Full fathom five " ( Tempest ) 32 656 RONSARD , PIERRE ...
... Fear no more the heat " ( Cymbeline ) 190 Tear , A Venice Fool moralizing on Time ( As You Like It ) Fortune Teller ( Comedy of Errors ) 618 561 Wish , A Friendship ( Hamlet ) . " Full fathom five " ( Tempest ) 32 656 RONSARD , PIERRE ...
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... fear . He took the children by the hand When tears stood in their eye , And bade them come and go with him , And look they did not cry ; And two long miles he led them on , While they for food complain : " Stay here , " quoth he , " I ...
... fear . He took the children by the hand When tears stood in their eye , And bade them come and go with him , And look they did not cry ; And two long miles he led them on , While they for food complain : " Stay here , " quoth he , " I ...
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... fear , Though smiled on by two stranger - men . Not for a crown would I alarm Your virgin pride by word or sign , Nor need a painful blush disarm My friend of thoughts as pure as mine . Her simple heart could not but feel The words we ...
... fear , Though smiled on by two stranger - men . Not for a crown would I alarm Your virgin pride by word or sign , Nor need a painful blush disarm My friend of thoughts as pure as mine . Her simple heart could not but feel The words we ...
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... FEAR THY KISSES , GENTLE MAIDEN . I FEAR thy kisses , gentle maiden ; Thou needest not fear mine ; My spirit is too deeply laden Ever to burden thine . I fear thy mien , thy tones , thy motion ; Thou needest not fear mine ; Innocent is ...
... FEAR THY KISSES , GENTLE MAIDEN . I FEAR thy kisses , gentle maiden ; Thou needest not fear mine ; My spirit is too deeply laden Ever to burden thine . I fear thy mien , thy tones , thy motion ; Thou needest not fear mine ; Innocent is ...
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... fear whenas they glow , And I do tremble when I think Heigh - ho , would she were mine ! Her cheeks are like the blushing cloud That beautifies Aurora's face , Or like the silver crimson shroud That Phoebus ' smiling COMPLIMENT AND ...
... fear whenas they glow , And I do tremble when I think Heigh - ho , would she were mine ! Her cheeks are like the blushing cloud That beautifies Aurora's face , Or like the silver crimson shroud That Phoebus ' smiling COMPLIMENT AND ...
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle glory gone grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise rest ROBERT BURNS rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings
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Страница 192 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Страница 641 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Страница 621 - Haunted forever by the eternal mind! — Mighty prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou over whom thy immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to be put by; Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness...
Страница 580 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Страница 582 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides: Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee...
Страница 644 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Страница 259 - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before.
Страница 544 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Страница 395 - Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight! " " How they'll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets