A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best PoetsJ.B. Ford, 1872 - 789 ページ |
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... turned her East , she turned her West , Staring like Pythoness possest , With streaming hair and heaving breast , As one stark mad with grief . “ O Lord ! O dear , my heart will break , I shall go stick stark staring'wild ! Has ever a ...
... turned her East , she turned her West , Staring like Pythoness possest , With streaming hair and heaving breast , As one stark mad with grief . “ O Lord ! O dear , my heart will break , I shall go stick stark staring'wild ! Has ever a ...
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... a tone That I almost received her heart into my own . ' T was little Barbara Lewthwaite , a child of beauty rare ! I watched them with delight : they were a lovely pair . Now with her empty can the maiden turned away ; INFANCY . 13.
... a tone That I almost received her heart into my own . ' T was little Barbara Lewthwaite , a child of beauty rare ! I watched them with delight : they were a lovely pair . Now with her empty can the maiden turned away ; INFANCY . 13.
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... turned away ; But ere ten yards were gone , her footsteps did she stay . Right towards the lamb she looked ; and from a shady place I unobserved could see the workings of her face . If nature to her tongue could measured numbers bring ...
... turned away ; But ere ten yards were gone , her footsteps did she stay . Right towards the lamb she looked ; and from a shady place I unobserved could see the workings of her face . If nature to her tongue could measured numbers bring ...
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... turned and gazed , unused to hear Such language in that homely glen ; But , Mary , you have naught to fear , Though smiled on by two stranger - men . Not for a crown would I alarm Your virgin pride by word or sign , Nor need a painful ...
... turned and gazed , unused to hear Such language in that homely glen ; But , Mary , you have naught to fear , Though smiled on by two stranger - men . Not for a crown would I alarm Your virgin pride by word or sign , Nor need a painful ...
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... turned - up pantaloons , And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip , redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face , Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ; From my heart I give thee joy , - I was ...
... turned - up pantaloons , And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip , redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face , Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ; From my heart I give thee joy , - I was ...
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle glory gone grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise rest ROBERT BURNS rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings
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234 ページ - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
192 ページ - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
641 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.
621 ページ - Haunted forever by the eternal mind! — Mighty prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou over whom thy immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to be put by; Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness...
580 ページ - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
582 ページ - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides: Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee...
644 ページ - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
259 ページ - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before.
544 ページ - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
395 ページ - Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "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