An Anthology of Pure Poetry: Edited with an IntroductionGeorge Moore Boni and Liveright, 1924 - 174 ページ |
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... doubt that it signified poetry , and the bookseller in Castlebar was written to many times , importuned till at last a letter came from him saying that he hoped to receive the book by the next post . The market cart went to Castlebar ...
... doubt that it signified poetry , and the bookseller in Castlebar was written to many times , importuned till at last a letter came from him saying that he hoped to receive the book by the next post . The market cart went to Castlebar ...
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... doubt which would get the vote , a fact that will not deter me from writing in this introduction that what modern art lacks is not instruction ( of that it has enough and more than enough ) , but innocency of vision , a gift that our ...
... doubt which would get the vote , a fact that will not deter me from writing in this introduction that what modern art lacks is not instruction ( of that it has enough and more than enough ) , but innocency of vision , a gift that our ...
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... doubt , only blighted here and there with the subjective taint . But we should seek to lead rather than to drive ; the goad should be applied only as a last resource , as Stevenson dis- covered in the Cevennes ; Modestine should never ...
... doubt , only blighted here and there with the subjective taint . But we should seek to lead rather than to drive ; the goad should be applied only as a last resource , as Stevenson dis- covered in the Cevennes ; Modestine should never ...
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... doubt if the pleasure one gets from a good cigar is a sufficient recompense for the disappointment of a bad one . You will both dine with me on the occa- sion of the lecture on Shelley and Spenser ? DE LA MARĖ . I don't know that I ...
... doubt if the pleasure one gets from a good cigar is a sufficient recompense for the disappointment of a bad one . You will both dine with me on the occa- sion of the lecture on Shelley and Spenser ? DE LA MARĖ . I don't know that I ...
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... poetry but of the best popular poetry , and no doubt a large proportion of the verses we should find if we were to search among the private papers of lawyers , doctors , colonels , policemen and Cabinet Ministers , would [ 24 ]
... poetry but of the best popular poetry , and no doubt a large proportion of the verses we should find if we were to search among the private papers of lawyers , doctors , colonels , policemen and Cabinet Ministers , would [ 24 ]
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anthology aweary beautiful Ben Jonson birds blow blue breath bright Camelot cloud Corot Courbet Cuckoo dance dead delight echoes Echoing Green eyes fair fairy father feet flowers FREEMAN Gold wings golden greasy Joan doth green hair HAMADRYAD hang hark Haunted Palace hear heard hill Joan doth keel keel the pot kiss LA MARE Lady of Shalott lark laugh light linnet live Love good-morrow lulla lullaby maiden Manet MARE married ear merrily merry note mind Mocks married MOORE morality morn Muses never night Norton Wood painter painting Percy Bysshe Shelley picture pipe poem poets and poetesses pure poetry RHAICOS river roses Samuel Taylor Coleridge shepherds Sing willow sings the staring sleep song soul Spring sweet tell thee thou thoughts tree trilogy Tu-who Ulalume verses weep William Blake William Shakespeare wind woods yellow
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102 ページ - But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
68 ページ - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
137 ページ - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
77 ページ - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
61 ページ - When daisies pied, and violets blue. And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight. The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he., Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
108 ページ - I hang like a roof, The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire, and snow, When the powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-colored bow; The sphere-fire above its soft colors wove, While the moist earth was laughing below.
80 ページ - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
102 ページ - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
133 ページ - For often thro' the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights, And music, went to Camelot ; Or when the moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed ; " I am half sick of shadows,
23 ページ - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!