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Alfred Tennyson Algernon Charles Swinburne beauty beauty's birds blush bosom breast breath bright brow cheek Christina Rossetti County Guy Crown 8vo dead dear death delight despair disdain dost doth dream dying Edmund Waller Elizabeth Barrett Browning fair farewell fear flowers forget give grace hair hear heart heaven Heigh-ho kind kiss lady light lily lips live look Love good-morrow love hath love thee love's lover LOVES PETITION LOVES PRAISES LOVES PROTESTATION lute lyric maid mind ne'er never night o'er pain pale passion pity pleasure poem Robert Browning Robert Herrick rose Samuel Taylor Coleridge Say nay scorn Shine sigh sing smile soft song Sonnet sorrow soul spring star sweet tears tell tender thine eyes things Thomas Carew Thomas Hood Thomas Lodge thou art thought thy love true love verse wanton weary weep William Shakespeare wind wings
56 ページ - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
87 ページ - SHE was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight ; A lovely apparition sent To be a moment's ornament ; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair ; Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair ; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn ; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
100 ページ - TELL ME NOT, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
209 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.
208 ページ - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
122 ページ - Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
114 ページ - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost...
150 ページ - Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old time is still a,flying: And this same flower that smiles to,day To,morrow will be dying.
23 ページ - And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies : A cap of flowers, and a kirtle, Embroider"d all with leaves of myrtle.
172 ページ - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.