The Girl's Book of Verse: A Treasury of Old and New PoemsFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1922 - 289 pagini |
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Pagina 18
... path Through the sad heart of Ruth , when , sick for home , She stood in tears among the alien corn ; The same that oft - times hath Charmed magic casements , opening on the foam Of perilous [ 18 ] ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE.
... path Through the sad heart of Ruth , when , sick for home , She stood in tears among the alien corn ; The same that oft - times hath Charmed magic casements , opening on the foam Of perilous [ 18 ] ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE.
Pagina 20
... STOOD within the heart of God ; It seemed a place that I had known ; ( I was blood - sister to the clod , Blood - brother to the stone . ) I found my love and labor there , My house , my raiment , meat and wine , My ancient rage , my ...
... STOOD within the heart of God ; It seemed a place that I had known ; ( I was blood - sister to the clod , Blood - brother to the stone . ) I found my love and labor there , My house , my raiment , meat and wine , My ancient rage , my ...
Pagina 37
... sing ) And he that stood with the feeding kine Answered Mary , thy child divine Is come , and behold it for a sign , ( Now hush thee , my heavenly King . ) Mary , now cradle thy young child low , The [ 37 ] Pamela Tennant.
... sing ) And he that stood with the feeding kine Answered Mary , thy child divine Is come , and behold it for a sign , ( Now hush thee , my heavenly King . ) Mary , now cradle thy young child low , The [ 37 ] Pamela Tennant.
Pagina 59
... stood to see My boat sail down to the west ? Can I call that home where I anchor yet , Though my good man has sailed ? Can I call that home where my nest was set , Now all its hope hath failed ? Nay , but the port where my sailor went ...
... stood to see My boat sail down to the west ? Can I call that home where I anchor yet , Though my good man has sailed ? Can I call that home where my nest was set , Now all its hope hath failed ? Nay , but the port where my sailor went ...
Pagina 114
... stood , Or garden wall , or belt of wood ; A smooth white mound the brush pile showed , A fenceless drift what once was road ; The bridle - post an old man sat With loose - flung coat and high cocked hat ; The well - curb had a Chinese ...
... stood , Or garden wall , or belt of wood ; A smooth white mound the brush pile showed , A fenceless drift what once was road ; The bridle - post an old man sat With loose - flung coat and high cocked hat ; The well - curb had a Chinese ...
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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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Pagina 42 - 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.
Pagina 190 - 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...
Pagina 80 - 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.
Pagina 17 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet...
Pagina 187 - 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.
Pagina 17 - 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!
Pagina 9 - 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.
Pagina 25 - 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.
Pagina 140 - 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.
Pagina 16 - 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...