Golden Poems by British and American AuthorsFrancis Fisher Browne A.C. McClurg & Company, 1906 - 526 Seiten |
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... FALL OF GREECE · Alfred , Lord Tennyson 199 William Cowper 199 Tobias George Smollett 200 ON THE MASSACRE IN PIEDMONT John Milton 203 Oliver Goldsmith 203 NATIONAL DECAY .. CHARLES XII OF SWEDEN WHAT CONSTITUTES A STATE A CURSE ON THE ...
... FALL OF GREECE · Alfred , Lord Tennyson 199 William Cowper 199 Tobias George Smollett 200 ON THE MASSACRE IN PIEDMONT John Milton 203 Oliver Goldsmith 203 NATIONAL DECAY .. CHARLES XII OF SWEDEN WHAT CONSTITUTES A STATE A CURSE ON THE ...
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... Fall of Greece , The 202 First Love 166 Imaginative Sympathy with Nature 58 Nevermore 332 BROWN , WILLIAM GOLD- SMITH . ( A. 1812-1905 . ) Night . 93 Ocean , The 86 Hills were Made for Freedom Stars 94 Thomas Moore , To Hundred Years to ...
... Fall of Greece , The 202 First Love 166 Imaginative Sympathy with Nature 58 Nevermore 332 BROWN , WILLIAM GOLD- SMITH . ( A. 1812-1905 . ) Night . 93 Ocean , The 86 Hills were Made for Freedom Stars 94 Thomas Moore , To Hundred Years to ...
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... fall the curtains , wheel the sofa round , And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column ... Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear . WILLIAM COWPER ( The Task ) . HOME , SWEET HOME MID pleasures and palaces ...
... fall the curtains , wheel the sofa round , And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column ... Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear . WILLIAM COWPER ( The Task ) . HOME , SWEET HOME MID pleasures and palaces ...
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... falling , falling , and we're fading side by side , There are blossoms all around us with the colors of our dawn , And we live in borrowed sunshine when the light of day is gone . There are no times like the old times forgot ! - they ...
... falling , falling , and we're fading side by side , There are blossoms all around us with the colors of our dawn , And we live in borrowed sunshine when the light of day is gone . There are no times like the old times forgot ! - they ...
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... fall and float . As silently , as tenderly , The down of peace descends on me . Oh , this is peace ! I have no need Of friend to talk , or book to read ; A dear companion here abides , Close to my thrilling heart he hides ; The holy ...
... fall and float . As silently , as tenderly , The down of peace descends on me . Oh , this is peace ! I have no need Of friend to talk , or book to read ; A dear companion here abides , Close to my thrilling heart he hides ; The holy ...
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ain countree auld auld lang syne beauty birds blossoms blow blue breast breath breeze bright brow clouds cuddle doon dark darling dead dear death deep delight dream earth eyes face fair float flowers glory golden grave gray green hair hame hand hath hear heard heart heaven hill JAMES THOMSON JOHN John Anderson kiss land light lips live look LORD LORD BYRON LORD TENNYSON morn mountain ne'er never night o'er ocean old Kentucky home old oaken bucket PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY rain RICHARD REALF ROBERT BURNS rose round sail shine shore silence sing sleep smile snow soft softly song sorrow soul spirit Spring stars stream summer sweet tears tell thee There's thine thought tree violet voice wake warm waves wild WILLIAM WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings woods
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 80 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Seite 87 - Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such, as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now. Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests ; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime...
Seite 109 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Seite 156 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Seite 78 - I wandered lonely as a cloud" 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. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves...
Seite 80 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Seite 102 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Seite 420 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Seite 86 - Reaper. Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Seite 109 - But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover...