A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best PoetsWilliam Cullen Bryant J.B. Ford, 1873 - 789 pagina's |
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Pagina xxi
... feel what I have felt " " Skeleton , To a Sneezing Somebody 622 763 97 Good old Plough , The . Stormy Petrel , Lines to the 354 Go to thy rest , fair child Summer Days 80 Grief for the Dead Swell's Soliloquy 742 Heaven The Caliph and ...
... feel what I have felt " " Skeleton , To a Sneezing Somebody 622 763 97 Good old Plough , The . Stormy Petrel , Lines to the 354 Go to thy rest , fair child Summer Days 80 Grief for the Dead Swell's Soliloquy 742 Heaven The Caliph and ...
Pagina xxx
... feel that the thought moves heavily under its load of garments , some of which perhaps strike us as tawdry and others as ill - fitting , and we lay down the book to take it up no more . The other mistake , if I may so call it , deserves ...
... feel that the thought moves heavily under its load of garments , some of which perhaps strike us as tawdry and others as ill - fitting , and we lay down the book to take it up no more . The other mistake , if I may so call it , deserves ...
Pagina 15
... feel impatient - hearted , Yet feel we must bear on , Ah , I could not endure To whisper of such woe , Unless I felt this sleep insure That it will not be so . - is gone , Yes , still he's fixed , and sleeping ! This INFANCY . 15.
... feel impatient - hearted , Yet feel we must bear on , Ah , I could not endure To whisper of such woe , Unless I felt this sleep insure That it will not be so . - is gone , Yes , still he's fixed , and sleeping ! This INFANCY . 15.
Pagina 17
... feel withal The sudden tears within . Is there a leaf that greenly grows Where summer meadows bloom , But gathereth the winter snows , And changeth to the hue of those , If lasting till they come ? Is there a word , or jest , or game ...
... feel withal The sudden tears within . Is there a leaf that greenly grows Where summer meadows bloom , But gathereth the winter snows , And changeth to the hue of those , If lasting till they come ? Is there a word , or jest , or game ...
Pagina 20
... feel my own lips tremble With a yes I must not say ; Nathless maiden - brave , ' Farewell ' I will utter , and dissemble ; - ' Light to - morrow with to - day . ' X. " Then he'll ride among the hills To the wide world past the river ...
... feel my own lips tremble With a yes I must not say ; Nathless maiden - brave , ' Farewell ' I will utter , and dissemble ; - ' Light to - morrow with to - day . ' X. " Then he'll ride among the hills To the wide world past the river ...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets ... William Cullen Bryant Volledige weergave - 1870 |
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom brave breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle gone grace grave green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise rest ROBERT BURNS rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings