The Chilswell Book of English PoetryLongmans, Green, 1924 - 272 ページ |
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... silent - the wind is so strong- What it says I don't know , but it sings a loud song . But green leaves , and blossoms , and sunny warm weather , And singing , and loving , all come back together . But the lark is so brimful of gladness ...
... silent - the wind is so strong- What it says I don't know , but it sings a loud song . But green leaves , and blossoms , and sunny warm weather , And singing , and loving , all come back together . But the lark is so brimful of gladness ...
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... silent in their nest , And I must seek for mine . The moon , like a flower , In heaven's high bower , With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night . Farewell , green fields and happy groves , Where flocks have took delight . Where ...
... silent in their nest , And I must seek for mine . The moon , like a flower , In heaven's high bower , With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night . Farewell , green fields and happy groves , Where flocks have took delight . Where ...
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... silent sea . ' Down dropt the breeze , the sails dropt down , ' Twas sad as sad could be ; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea ! ́All in a hot and copper sky , The bloody Sun , at noon , Right up above the mast did ...
... silent sea . ' Down dropt the breeze , the sails dropt down , ' Twas sad as sad could be ; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea ! ́All in a hot and copper sky , The bloody Sun , at noon , Right up above the mast did ...
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... silent light , Till , rising from the same , Full many shapes , that shadows were , In crimson colours came . ' A little distance from the prow Those crimson shadows were : I turn'd my eyes upon the deck- O Christ ! what saw I there ...
... silent light , Till , rising from the same , Full many shapes , that shadows were , In crimson colours came . ' A little distance from the prow Those crimson shadows were : I turn'd my eyes upon the deck- O Christ ! what saw I there ...
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... silent deep The ocean woods may be . III How calm it was ! -the silence there By such a chain was bound That even the busy woodpecker Made stiller by her sound The inviolable quietness ; The breath of peace we drew With its soft motion ...
... silent deep The ocean woods may be . III How calm it was ! -the silence there By such a chain was bound That even the busy woodpecker Made stiller by her sound The inviolable quietness ; The breath of peace we drew With its soft motion ...
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175 ページ - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee!
163 ページ - Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
16 ページ - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
175 ページ - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
174 ページ - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
162 ページ - THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady ? What men or gods are these?
205 ページ - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well...
85 ページ - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
18 ページ - O Captain! My Captain! O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain!
26 ページ - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.