The Girl's Book of Verse: A Treasury of Old and New PoemsFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1922 - 289 ページ |
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... THOU IN THE CAULD BLAST FAIR HELEN · · THE LEGEND OF THE SAINT- FOIN • ODE ON THE MORNING OF CHRIST'S NATIVITY . William Blake 25 Robert Louis Stevenson 27 Edmund Leamy 28 Matthew Arnold 30 William Wordsworth 32 Robert Burns 34 ...
... THOU IN THE CAULD BLAST FAIR HELEN · · THE LEGEND OF THE SAINT- FOIN • ODE ON THE MORNING OF CHRIST'S NATIVITY . William Blake 25 Robert Louis Stevenson 27 Edmund Leamy 28 Matthew Arnold 30 William Wordsworth 32 Robert Burns 34 ...
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... among the lilies Until the day break and the shadows flee away , Turn , my beloved , And be thou like a roe Or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether . SOLOMON A TO SLEEP FLOCK of sheep that leisurely pass by [ 9 ] THE SONG OF SONGS.
... among the lilies Until the day break and the shadows flee away , Turn , my beloved , And be thou like a roe Or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether . SOLOMON A TO SLEEP FLOCK of sheep that leisurely pass by [ 9 ] THE SONG OF SONGS.
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... thou , light - winged Dryad of the trees , In some melodious plot Of beechen green , and shadows numberless , Singest of summer in full - throated ease . O , for a draught of vintage that hath been Cool'd a long age in the deep - delved ...
... thou , light - winged Dryad of the trees , In some melodious plot Of beechen green , and shadows numberless , Singest of summer in full - throated ease . O , for a draught of vintage that hath been Cool'd a long age in the deep - delved ...
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... thou among the leaves hast never known , The weariness , the fever , and the fret , Here where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few , sad , last grey hairs , Where youth grows pale , and spectre - thin , and dies ...
... thou among the leaves hast never known , The weariness , the fever , and the fret , Here where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few , sad , last grey hairs , Where youth grows pale , and spectre - thin , and dies ...
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... thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing , and I have ears in vain- To thy high requiem become a sod . Thou wast not born for death , immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The ...
... thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing , and I have ears in vain- To thy high requiem become a sod . Thou wast not born for death , immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The ...
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bells beloved bends birds BLISS CARMAN blow boat breath breeze bright Camelot captain's gig cloud Cusha daffodils dance dark dear dream earth echoes EDMUND LEAMY Esbern Esbern Snare eyes fair Kirconnell lea fairy fear flowers golden green grey grows happy hath hear heard heart heaven heavenly HILDA CONKLING hills JOHN DRINKWATER JOHN MASEFIELD Kallunborg Kilmeny Kirconnell Lady of Shalott land laugh li'l baby light lilies listen lonely looked Lord loud lovely white soul LULLABY mist moon morning mother nest never night o'er once pale pipe Poems purple rain Red Gods call river ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON round sail SEVEN shadow ship shore skies sleep song sorrow sound Spring stars sweet thee thine things thou art thought tree uppe voice wake weary wild William Butler Yeats WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings yellow young
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42 ページ - The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
190 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. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed...
80 ページ - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
17 ページ - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet...
187 ページ - We listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip — Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
17 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!
9 ページ - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
25 ページ - Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy cheer!" So I sang the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book that all may read.
140 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.
16 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...