Selections from Byron, Wordsworth, Shelley, Keats and BrowningCharles Townsend Copeland, Henry Milner Rideout American book Company, 1909 - 311 ページ |
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... beneath - My brothers both had ceased to breathe ! 235 I took that hand which lay so still , Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir , or strive , But felt that I was still alive- A frantic feeling , when we know ...
... beneath - My brothers both had ceased to breathe ! 235 I took that hand which lay so still , Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir , or strive , But felt that I was still alive- A frantic feeling , when we know ...
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... beneath the midnight dews : But he was hardy as his lord , And little cared for bed and board ; But spirited and docile too , Whate'er was to be done , would do . Shaggy and swift , and strong of limb , All Tartar - like he carried him ...
... beneath the midnight dews : But he was hardy as his lord , And little cared for bed and board ; But spirited and docile too , Whate'er was to be done , would do . Shaggy and swift , and strong of limb , All Tartar - like he carried him ...
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... beneath his oak , Felt if his arms in order good The long day's march had well withstood If still the powder filled the pan , And flints unloosened kept their lock- His sabre's hilt and scabbard felt , And whether they had chafed his ...
... beneath his oak , Felt if his arms in order good The long day's march had well withstood If still the powder filled the pan , And flints unloosened kept their lock- His sabre's hilt and scabbard felt , And whether they had chafed his ...
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... may divine , As if from Heaven he had been sent ; 565 He had such wealth in blood and ore As few could match beneath the throne ; And he would gaze upon his store , And o'er his pedigree would pore , Until by some Selected Poems 43.
... may divine , As if from Heaven he had been sent ; 565 He had such wealth in blood and ore As few could match beneath the throne ; And he would gaze upon his store , And o'er his pedigree would pore , Until by some Selected Poems 43.
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... beneath a tree , With starless skies my canopy . But let me on : Theresa's form - Methinks it glides before me now , Between me and yon chestnut's bough , The memory is so quick and warm ; And yet I find no words to tell The shape of ...
... beneath a tree , With starless skies my canopy . But let me on : Theresa's form - Methinks it glides before me now , Between me and yon chestnut's bough , The memory is so quick and warm ; And yet I find no words to tell The shape of ...
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Athens beauty beneath birds breath bright Browning Byron Château de Chillon child Chillon cloud dark dead death deep delight dost doth Dowden dream earth England English Essays eyes fair fancy fear feel flowers friends galloped glory green happy hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY VAN DYKE Hervé Riel hills hope hour JOHN KEATS Keats lake Leigh Hunt light limbs live look Lord Byron Matthew Arnold Mazeppa morning mountain NEIDPATH CASTLE never night o'er once pain passed PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Pheidippides poems poet poet's poetry praise Prisoner of Chillon R. H. Hutton rock round Ruth seem'd Shelley Shelley's sight silent sing sleep smile song sonnets sorrow soul spirit star sweet thee thine things thou art thought trees twas voice wandering waves wild wind Wordsworth wrote Yarrow youth
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85 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 way-lay.
253 ページ - There was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it. Now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man.
85 ページ - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
184 ページ - My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!" Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare...
220 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 this 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.
270 ページ - And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows? Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge- — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
266 ページ - for Aix is in sight !" "How they'll greet us !" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
140 ページ - The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
23 ページ - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom— Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
173 ページ - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright.