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 xxv
... seen reflected in the verses of their younger contemporaries , — sometimes with an effect like that of a face beheld in a tarnished mirror . Thus it is that poets are formed by their influence on one another ; the greatest of them are ...
... seen reflected in the verses of their younger contemporaries , — sometimes with an effect like that of a face beheld in a tarnished mirror . Thus it is that poets are formed by their influence on one another ; the greatest of them are ...
Pagina 8
... seen anything about the streets like a crying lost - looking child ? Lawk help me , I don't know where to look , or to run , if I only knew which way — A Child as is lost about London streets , and es- pecially Seven Dials , is a needle ...
... seen anything about the streets like a crying lost - looking child ? Lawk help me , I don't know where to look , or to run , if I only knew which way — A Child as is lost about London streets , and es- pecially Seven Dials , is a needle ...
Pagina 14
... seen you sailing And shining so round and low . You were bright — ah , bright — but your light is failing ; You are nothing now but a bow . You Moon ! have you done something wrong in heaven , That God has hidden your face ? with dew ...
... seen you sailing And shining so round and low . You were bright — ah , bright — but your light is failing ; You are nothing now but a bow . You Moon ! have you done something wrong in heaven , That God has hidden your face ? with dew ...
Pagina 27
... seen . To me upon my mossy seat , Though never a dream the roses sent Of science or love's compliment , I ween they smelt as sweet . And gladdest hours for me did glide In silence at the rose - tree wall , A thrush made gladness musical ...
... seen . To me upon my mossy seat , Though never a dream the roses sent Of science or love's compliment , I ween they smelt as sweet . And gladdest hours for me did glide In silence at the rose - tree wall , A thrush made gladness musical ...
Pagina 31
... seen By gleams along its deep ravine , All keep thy memory fresh and green . Where'er I look , where'er I stray , Thy thought goes with me on my way , And hence the prayer I breathe , to - day : O'er lapse of time and change of scene ...
... seen By gleams along its deep ravine , All keep thy memory fresh and green . Where'er I look , where'er I stray , Thy thought goes with me on my way , And hence the prayer I breathe , to - day : O'er lapse of time and change of scene ...
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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