Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, 第 5 巻1858 |
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... side , The sharer of my fame , And worthy of a brother's pride , And of a brother's name ? But it is past ! -where heroes press And cowards bend the knee , Arminius is not brotherless , His brethren are the free . They come around ...
... side , The sharer of my fame , And worthy of a brother's pride , And of a brother's name ? But it is past ! -where heroes press And cowards bend the knee , Arminius is not brotherless , His brethren are the free . They come around ...
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... forth at morning ; flinging wide Its curtain clouds of purple and vermilion , Dispensing life and light on every side ; VOL . V. H 74 Brightening the mountain cataract , dimly spied Through glittering mist BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 97.
... forth at morning ; flinging wide Its curtain clouds of purple and vermilion , Dispensing life and light on every side ; VOL . V. H 74 Brightening the mountain cataract , dimly spied Through glittering mist BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 97.
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... side , or wood so greene , Unheard , unsought for , and unseene ; A thousand pleasures do me blesse . All other joys to this are folly ; Nought so sweet as Melancholy ! Methinkes I hear , methinkes I see , Sweet musicke , wond'rous ...
... side , or wood so greene , Unheard , unsought for , and unseene ; A thousand pleasures do me blesse . All other joys to this are folly ; Nought so sweet as Melancholy ! Methinkes I hear , methinkes I see , Sweet musicke , wond'rous ...
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... of this , unless the drops Slid heavily on one side and left it dry . That chances often many a fervid man Writes books as cold and flat as grave - yard stones From which the lichen's scraped ; and if St. Preux 108 BEAUTIFUL POETRY .
... of this , unless the drops Slid heavily on one side and left it dry . That chances often many a fervid man Writes books as cold and flat as grave - yard stones From which the lichen's scraped ; and if St. Preux 108 BEAUTIFUL POETRY .
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... side of the gravel - walk She went while her robe's edge brush'd the box : And here she paused in her gracious talk To point me a moth on the milk - white flox . Roses , ranged in valiant row , I will never think that she pass'd you by ...
... side of the gravel - walk She went while her robe's edge brush'd the box : And here she paused in her gracious talk To point me a moth on the milk - white flox . Roses , ranged in valiant row , I will never think that she pass'd you by ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON BARRY CORNWALL beams beauty beneath bird bless bloom blue breast breath bright brow calm CHARLES LAMB CHARLES MACKAY child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream drop dwell earth EBENEZER ELLIOTT evermore eyes fair flowers gaze gentle GERALD MASSEY gleams glory golden country green hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven hills holy hour John Brown kiss land light lips live maiden Mont Blanc moon morning mountain nature's night nought o'er old Saxon pass'd peterel poem poet rill river Lee ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round seem'd shade shadows shining shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream summer sweet SYDNEY DOBELL tears tell thee thine things thou art thought trees turn'd Twas voice wander wave weep wild wind wings
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159 ページ - O'er other creatures : yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems, And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best...
173 ページ - YES! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.
87 ページ - How wonderful is Death, Death and his brother Sleep ! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue ; The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world : Yet both so passing wonderful...
384 ページ - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
383 ページ - The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses. Not once or twice in our fair island-story, He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
272 ページ - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
217 ページ - Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun, Before the heavens, thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite!
95 ページ - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
193 ページ - Wanderers in that happy valley Through two luminous windows saw Spirits moving musically, To a lute's well-tuned law, Round about a throne where, sitting, "Porphyrogene, In state his glory well befitting, The ruler of the realm was seen.
383 ページ - And all the rule, one empire: only add Deeds to thy knowledge answerable; add faith, Add virtue, patience, temperance; add love, By name to come call'd charity, the soul Of all the rest: then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess A paradise within thee, happier far.