The School of Poetry: An Anthology Chosen for Young ReadersW. Collins Sons & Company, Limited, 1923 - 241 ページ |
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... rest shall be : England ne'er mourn for me Nor more esteem me : Victor I will remain Or on this earth lie slain ; Never shall she sustain Loss to redeem me . " Poitiers and Cressy tell , When most their pride did swell , Under our ...
... rest shall be : England ne'er mourn for me Nor more esteem me : Victor I will remain Or on this earth lie slain ; Never shall she sustain Loss to redeem me . " Poitiers and Cressy tell , When most their pride did swell , Under our ...
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... Rest in the bottom lay . For if I should ( said He ) Bestow this jewel also on My creature , He would adore My gifts instead of Me , And rest in Nature , not the God of Nature : So both should losers be . Yet let him keep the rest , But ...
... Rest in the bottom lay . For if I should ( said He ) Bestow this jewel also on My creature , He would adore My gifts instead of Me , And rest in Nature , not the God of Nature : So both should losers be . Yet let him keep the rest , But ...
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... , And post o'er land and ocean without rest ; They also serve who only stand and wait . " JOHN MILTON . EPITAPH ON DENIS ROLLE With all the gravity and religious 48 The School of Poetry Richard Crashaw On his Blindness John Milton.
... , And post o'er land and ocean without rest ; They also serve who only stand and wait . " JOHN MILTON . EPITAPH ON DENIS ROLLE With all the gravity and religious 48 The School of Poetry Richard Crashaw On his Blindness John Milton.
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... rest , Who kept a court of honour in his breast ; Birth , beauty , wit , and wisdom sat as Peers , Till Death mistook his virtues for his years , Or else Heaven envied Earth so rich a treasure , Wherein too fine the ware , too scant the ...
... rest , Who kept a court of honour in his breast ; Birth , beauty , wit , and wisdom sat as Peers , Till Death mistook his virtues for his years , Or else Heaven envied Earth so rich a treasure , Wherein too fine the ware , too scant the ...
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... among , ( Voluptuous , and wise withal , Epicurean animal ! ) Sated with thy summer feast , Thou retir'st to endless rest . ABRAHAM COWLEY . THE PILGRIM This is not poetical poetry . But it 50 The School of Poetry Abraham Cowley.
... among , ( Voluptuous , and wise withal , Epicurean animal ! ) Sated with thy summer feast , Thou retir'st to endless rest . ABRAHAM COWLEY . THE PILGRIM This is not poetical poetry . But it 50 The School of Poetry Abraham Cowley.
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beautiful beneath birds blow breath bright bugles blown child COUNTRY FAITH Crown Cusha dark dear death delight dost doth dust earth England English Excalibur eyes fair fairy fear flowers G. K. Chesterton glory gold golden green H. C. BEECHING hand happy Hark hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY VAUGHAN Hervé Riel HILAIRE BELLOC hill JOHN BANISTER TABB King King Arthur lamb light Lochinvar look Lord LORD TENNYSON merry Messrs mighty moon morn mother nest never night Noroway numbers o'er Oysters poem poet poetry RALPH HODGSON rose round sail shadow Sherwood shine ship silent sing Sir Bedivere Sir Patrick Spens sleep song soul spirit stars strange sweet sword tears TENNYSON thee thine things thou hast thought uppe Walrus waves weep wild WILLIAM BLAKE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wonderful word young
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111 ページ - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
142 ページ - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
38 ページ - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
81 ページ - Tiger! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
116 ページ - La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side. And this is why I sojourn here Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.
101 ページ - For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
130 ページ - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
104 ページ - A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations; — all were his! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? THE ISLES OF GREECE And where are they?
118 ページ - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing towards the west — But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, in the country of the free.
102 ページ - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes.