The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language and Arranged with NotesGinn, 1912 - 466 páginas A popular anthology of English poetry, intended for high-school students and for the general reader. |
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... waves whist , Foot it featly here and there ; And , sweet Sprites , the burthen bear . Hark , hark ! Bow - bow . The watch - dogs bark : Bow - wow . IO 15 20 25 Hark , hark ! I hear The strain of strutting 2 THE GOLDEN TREASURY.
... waves whist , Foot it featly here and there ; And , sweet Sprites , the burthen bear . Hark , hark ! Bow - bow . The watch - dogs bark : Bow - wow . IO 15 20 25 Hark , hark ! I hear The strain of strutting 2 THE GOLDEN TREASURY.
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... waves make towards the pebbled shore So do our minutes hasten to their end ; Each changing place with that which goes before , In sequent toil all forwards do contend . Nativity , once in the main of light , Crawls to maturity ...
... waves make towards the pebbled shore So do our minutes hasten to their end ; Each changing place with that which goes before , In sequent toil all forwards do contend . Nativity , once in the main of light , Crawls to maturity ...
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... store of flowers , the honor of the field , That to the sense did fragrant odors yield , All which upon those goodly birds they threw And all the waves did strew , That like old Peneus ' waters they did seem When BOOK FIRST 49.
... store of flowers , the honor of the field , That to the sense did fragrant odors yield , All which upon those goodly birds they threw And all the waves did strew , That like old Peneus ' waters they did seem When BOOK FIRST 49.
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... sit brooding on the charmed wave . The stars , with deep amaze , Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze , Bending one way their precious influence ; And will not take their flight 30 5 For all the morning light , Or Lucifer that BOOK SECOND 61.
... sit brooding on the charmed wave . The stars , with deep amaze , Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze , Bending one way their precious influence ; And will not take their flight 30 5 For all the morning light , Or Lucifer that BOOK SECOND 61.
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... waves their oozy channel keep . Ring out , ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears , If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; 20 And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow ...
... waves their oozy channel keep . Ring out , ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears , If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; 20 And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow ...
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The Golden Treasury Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical, Poems in the ... Francis Turner Palgrave Sin vista previa disponible - 2017 |
The Golden Treasury; Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the ... Francis Turner Palgrave Sin vista previa disponible - 2013 |
Términos y frases comunes
beauty Ben Jonson beneath birds bonnie born bower breath bright Brignall clouds dear death delight died dost doth dream earth English eyes fair famous Fancy fear feel flowers gentle glory golden Gray green H. F. Lyte hack writer happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills kiss lady leaves light lines live London look'd Lord Lord Byron Love's lover Lycidas lyre lyric lyric poetry Mary Lamb Milton mind morn mountain Muse ne'er Neidpath Castle never night numbers Nymph o'er P. B. Shelley passion Pindar pleasure poem poet poetry rose round seem'd shade Shakespeare Shakespeare's sonnets sing sleep smile soft song sonnets sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stanza star sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought tree verse voice waves weep Westminster School wild winds Wordsworth Yarrow youth ΙΟ
Pasajes populares
Página 214 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men...
Página 301 - Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Página 265 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Página 184 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke, How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile, The short and...
Página 74 - And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud ; For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill.
Página 25 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight. Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Página 220 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart; — As I must on thine, Oh, beloved as thou art!
Página 24 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Página 26 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow; And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Página 224 - Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be " Both law and impulse : and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain...