A New Library of Poetry and SongWilliam Cullen Bryant Doubleday, Page, 1918 - 1062 pagina's |
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Pagina 86
... voice I hear , Of each glad - hearted rover . Ah sly little Kate , she steals my roses ; And Maud and Bell twine wreaths and posies , As merry as bees in clover . Under my window , under my window , In the blue Midsummer weather ...
... voice I hear , Of each glad - hearted rover . Ah sly little Kate , she steals my roses ; And Maud and Bell twine wreaths and posies , As merry as bees in clover . Under my window , under my window , In the blue Midsummer weather ...
Pagina 98
... voice , it murmurs lowly , As a silver stream may run , Which yet feels , you feel , the sun . And her smile , it ... voices that address her Soften , sleeken every word , As if speaking to a bird . And all fancies yearn to cover The ...
... voice , it murmurs lowly , As a silver stream may run , Which yet feels , you feel , the sun . And her smile , it ... voices that address her Soften , sleeken every word , As if speaking to a bird . And all fancies yearn to cover The ...
Pagina 105
... voice , and asks us in . We enter ; from the wheel she starts , A rosy girl with soft black eyes : Her fluttering courtesy takes our hearts , Her blushing grace and pleased surprise . Poor Mary , she was quite alone , For , all the way ...
... voice , and asks us in . We enter ; from the wheel she starts , A rosy girl with soft black eyes : Her fluttering courtesy takes our hearts , Her blushing grace and pleased surprise . Poor Mary , she was quite alone , For , all the way ...
Pagina 146
... voice I'll steal to woo thysell , That voice that nane can match . But if fond love thy heart can gain , I never broke a vow ; Nae maiden lays her skaith to me ; I never loved but you . For you alone I ride the ring , For you I wear the ...
... voice I'll steal to woo thysell , That voice that nane can match . But if fond love thy heart can gain , I never broke a vow ; Nae maiden lays her skaith to me ; I never loved but you . For you alone I ride the ring , For you I wear the ...
Pagina 155
... Voice after voice caught up the song , Until its tender passion Rose like an anthem , rich and strong , Their battle - eve confession . Dear girl , her name he dared not speak , But as the song grew louder , Something upon the soldier's ...
... Voice after voice caught up the song , Until its tender passion Rose like an anthem , rich and strong , Their battle - eve confession . Dear girl , her name he dared not speak , But as the song grew louder , Something upon the soldier's ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed brave breast breath bright brow cheek child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle glory golden grace grave gray green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour Hudibras JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER King kiss land light lips live look Lord Macbeth Merchant of Venice moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er pain Paradise Lost PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Richard III ROBERT BURNS rose round SHAKESPEARE shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings young