A Household Book of English Poetry: Selected and Arranged, with NotesMacmillan, 1870 - 438 pagini |
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Pagina 4
... hearts to have , Meanwhile there reason makes his grave : For many things the eyes approve , Which yet the heart doth seldom love . For as the seeds , in springtime sown , Die in the ground ere they be grown ; Such is conceit , whose ...
... hearts to have , Meanwhile there reason makes his grave : For many things the eyes approve , Which yet the heart doth seldom love . For as the seeds , in springtime sown , Die in the ground ere they be grown ; Such is conceit , whose ...
Pagina 18
... heart ; And this was chiefly all her pain : ' She could not make the like again . ' 25 Sith Nature thus gave her the praise To be the chiefest work she wrought ; In faith , methink ! some better ways On your behalf might well be sought ...
... heart ; And this was chiefly all her pain : ' She could not make the like again . ' 25 Sith Nature thus gave her the praise To be the chiefest work she wrought ; In faith , methink ! some better ways On your behalf might well be sought ...
Pagina 19
... heart did first relent To taste such bait , myself to spill , I would my heart had been as thine , Or else thy heart as soft as mine . O flatterer false ! thou traitor born , What mischief more might thou devise Than thy dear friend to ...
... heart did first relent To taste such bait , myself to spill , I would my heart had been as thine , Or else thy heart as soft as mine . O flatterer false ! thou traitor born , What mischief more might thou devise Than thy dear friend to ...
Pagina 20
... heart , your soul , and treasure ; And evermore you sobbed and sighed , Burning in flames beyond all measure : Three days endured your love to me , And it was lost in other three ! Adieu Love , adieu Love , untrue Love , Untrue Love ...
... heart , your soul , and treasure ; And evermore you sobbed and sighed , Burning in flames beyond all measure : Three days endured your love to me , And it was lost in other three ! Adieu Love , adieu Love , untrue Love , Untrue Love ...
Pagina 21
... heart's desire , In finding fault with her too portly pride : The thing which I do most in her admire , Is of the world unworthy most envíed ; For in those lofty looks is close implied Scorn of base things and sdeign of foul dishonour ...
... heart's desire , In finding fault with her too portly pride : The thing which I do most in her admire , Is of the world unworthy most envíed ; For in those lofty looks is close implied Scorn of base things and sdeign of foul dishonour ...
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Pagina 273 - Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Pagina 286 - 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...
Pagina 218 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Pagina 250 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Pagina 345 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Pagina 380 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Pagina 231 - The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder— everlastingly. Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here, If thou appear untouched by solemn thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine: Thou liest in Abraham's bosom...
Pagina 55 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Pagina 47 - A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream. All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. CXXX My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips...
Pagina 215 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.