English Poetry..: With Introduction, Notes and Illustrations, Volumen2P.F. Collier & son, 1910 |
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... look , and brighten'd all the green- These , far departing , seek a kinder shore , And rural mirth and manners are no more . Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour , Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power . Here , as I take ...
... look , and brighten'd all the green- These , far departing , seek a kinder shore , And rural mirth and manners are no more . Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour , Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power . Here , as I take ...
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... looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway , And fools , who came to scoff , remain'd to pray . The service past , around the pious man With steady zeal , each honest rustic ran ; E'en children ...
... looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway , And fools , who came to scoff , remain'd to pray . The service past , around the pious man With steady zeal , each honest rustic ran ; E'en children ...
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... looks profound , And news much older than their ale went round . Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place ; The whitewash'd wall , the nicely - sanded floor , The varnish'd clock that click'd ...
... looks profound , And news much older than their ale went round . Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place ; The whitewash'd wall , the nicely - sanded floor , The varnish'd clock that click'd ...
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... looks the cottage might adorn , Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn : Now lost to all , her friends , her virtue , fled , Near her betrayer's door she lays her head , And , pinch'd with cold , and shrinking from the shower ...
... looks the cottage might adorn , Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn : Now lost to all , her friends , her virtue , fled , Near her betrayer's door she lays her head , And , pinch'd with cold , and shrinking from the shower ...
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... Look downward where an hundred realms appear ; Lakes , forests , cities , plain , extending wide , The pomp of kings , the shepherd's humbler pride . When thus Creation's charms around combine , Amidst the store , should thankless pride ...
... Look downward where an hundred realms appear ; Lakes , forests , cities , plain , extending wide , The pomp of kings , the shepherd's humbler pride . When thus Creation's charms around combine , Amidst the store , should thankless pride ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 685 - 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...
Página 702 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Página 522 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay. Princes and lords may flourish or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Página 737 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 651 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more Sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and...
Página 710 - The sails at noon left off their tune, And the ship stood still also. The Sun, right up above the mast, Had fixed her to the ocean: But in a minute she 'gan stir, With a short uneasy motion— Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound: It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a swound.
Página 670 - No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Página 688 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven is on the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Página 610 - Ye blessed creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel — I feel it all. Oh evil day! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning; And the children are culling On every side In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm — I hear, I hear, with joy...
Página 702 - 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.