The Hundred Best English PoemsGood Press, 25 nov 2019 - 169 pagina's The Hundred Best English Poems is a compilation of classic poems by various authors. Excerpt: "My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,— That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease." |
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... this way. "Mother dear, we cannot stay." The wild white horses foam and fret. Margaret! Margaret! Come, dear children, come away down. Call no more. One last look at the white-wall'd town, And the little MATTHEW ARNOLD.
... this way. "Mother dear, we cannot stay." The wild white horses foam and fret. Margaret! Margaret! Come, dear children, come away down. Call no more. One last look at the white-wall'd town, And the little MATTHEW ARNOLD.
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Various Adam L. Gowans. One last look at the white-wall'd town, And the little grey church on the windy shore. Then ... look'd up through the clear green sea. She said; "I must go, for my kinsfolk pray In the little grey church on the ...
Various Adam L. Gowans. One last look at the white-wall'd town, And the little grey church on the windy shore. Then ... look'd up through the clear green sea. She said; "I must go, for my kinsfolk pray In the little grey church on the ...
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... The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were seal'd to the holy book. "Loud prays the priest; shut stands the door." Come away, children, call no more. Come away, come down,
... The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were seal'd to the holy book. "Loud prays the priest; shut stands the door." Come away, children, call no more. Come away, come down,
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... looks at the sand; And over the sand at the sea; And her eyes are set in a stare; And anon there breaks a sigh, And anon there drops a tear, From a sorrow-clouded eye, And a heart sorrow-laden, A long, long sigh. For the cold strange ...
... looks at the sand; And over the sand at the sea; And her eyes are set in a stare; And anon there breaks a sigh, And anon there drops a tear, From a sorrow-clouded eye, And a heart sorrow-laden, A long, long sigh. For the cold strange ...
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ANNA LÆTITIA BARBAULD | |
LORD BYRON | |
THOMAS CAMPBELL | |
WILLIAM COWPER | |
THOMAS GRAY | |
WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY | |
BEN JONSON | |
CHARLES LAMB | |
LADY NAIRNE | |
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