English Verse, 第 2 巻William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard C. Scribner's Sons, 1883 |
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... in waste woods , the blithe Euphrosyne . But the ringlets of that head , Why are they ungarlanded ? Why bedeck her temples less Than the simplest shepherdess ? Is it not a brow inviting Choicest flowers that ever WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 13.
... in waste woods , the blithe Euphrosyne . But the ringlets of that head , Why are they ungarlanded ? Why bedeck her temples less Than the simplest shepherdess ? Is it not a brow inviting Choicest flowers that ever WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 13.
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William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard. Is it not a brow inviting Choicest flowers that ever breathed , Which the myrtle would delight in , With Idalian rose enwreathed ? But her humility is well content With one wild floweret ...
William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard. Is it not a brow inviting Choicest flowers that ever breathed , Which the myrtle would delight in , With Idalian rose enwreathed ? But her humility is well content With one wild floweret ...
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... brow hath open'd on me see it there Brightening the umbrage of her hair ! So gleams the crescent moon , that loves To be descried through shady groves . Tenderest bloom is on her cheek : Wish not for a richer streak , Nor dread the ...
... brow hath open'd on me see it there Brightening the umbrage of her hair ! So gleams the crescent moon , that loves To be descried through shady groves . Tenderest bloom is on her cheek : Wish not for a richer streak , Nor dread the ...
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... brow to braid , And press the rue for wine . A lightsome eye , a soldier's mien , A feather of the blue , A doublet of the Lincoln green , - No more of me you knew , My Love ! No more of me you knew . This morn is merry June , I trow ...
... brow to braid , And press the rue for wine . A lightsome eye , a soldier's mien , A feather of the blue , A doublet of the Lincoln green , - No more of me you knew , My Love ! No more of me you knew . This morn is merry June , I trow ...
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... brow benign Receive a bosom tempest - toss'd , And bid it ever beat to thine ! The Nereid Maids , in days of yore , Saw the lost pilot loose the helm , Saw the wreck blacken all the shore , And every wave some head o'erwhelm . Afar ...
... brow benign Receive a bosom tempest - toss'd , And bid it ever beat to thine ! The Nereid Maids , in days of yore , Saw the lost pilot loose the helm , Saw the wreck blacken all the shore , And every wave some head o'erwhelm . Afar ...
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9 ページ - 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.
159 ページ - The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior...
99 ページ - Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love! more happy, happy love! For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd, For ever panting, and for ever young; All breathing human passion far above.
194 ページ - The gray sea and the long black land ; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i
99 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 ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
173 ページ - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil : Still as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new...
85 ページ - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire...
90 ページ - And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side? Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee!
86 ページ - Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view...
192 ページ - Never glad confident morning again ! Best fight on well, for we taught him — strike gallantly, Menace our heart ere we master his own; Then let him receive the new knowledge and wait us, Pardoned in heaven, the first by the throne ! 'HOW THEY BROUGHT THE GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX...