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Pagina xv
... Rose - buds while ye may ... Robert Herrick .. 52 Bonnie Doon ... .... Robert Burns .... .128 I saw from the Beach .. Thomas Moore ..... ..164 The Skylark ........................ . ..James Hogg .... ..169 SONNET S. On the late Massacre ...
... Rose - buds while ye may ... Robert Herrick .. 52 Bonnie Doon ... .... Robert Burns .... .128 I saw from the Beach .. Thomas Moore ..... ..164 The Skylark ........................ . ..James Hogg .... ..169 SONNET S. On the late Massacre ...
Pagina 13
... roses , And then a thousand fragrant posies , cap of flowers , and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle ; A A gown made of the finest wool , Which from our pretty lambs we pull ; Slippers lined choicely for the cold , With ...
... roses , And then a thousand fragrant posies , cap of flowers , and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle ; A A gown made of the finest wool , Which from our pretty lambs we pull ; Slippers lined choicely for the cold , With ...
Pagina 14
... roses , Thy cap , thy kirtle , and thy posies , Soon break , soon wither , soon forgotten , In folly ripe , in reason rotten . the nightingale Thy belt of straw and ivy - buds , Thy coral clasps and amber studs , All these in me no ...
... roses , Thy cap , thy kirtle , and thy posies , Soon break , soon wither , soon forgotten , In folly ripe , in reason rotten . the nightingale Thy belt of straw and ivy - buds , Thy coral clasps and amber studs , All these in me no ...
Pagina 34
... rose ; They were but sweet , but figures of delight , Drawn after you , you pattern of all those . Yet seemed it winter still , and , you away , As with your shadow I with these did play . 1 The goddess who presided over magic . She is ...
... rose ; They were but sweet , but figures of delight , Drawn after you , you pattern of all those . Yet seemed it winter still , and , you away , As with your shadow I with these did play . 1 The goddess who presided over magic . She is ...
Pagina 36
... rose , the day grew black with him , And fate descended nearer to the earth , As if she meant to hide the name of things Under her wings , and make the world her quarry . At this we roused , lest one small minute's stay Had left it to ...
... rose , the day grew black with him , And fate descended nearer to the earth , As if she meant to hide the name of things Under her wings , and make the world her quarry . At this we roused , lest one small minute's stay Had left it to ...
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ABSALOM AND ACHITOPHEL beauty behold Ben Jonson beneath bird blest blood breath bright brow Brutus Cassius Catiline charm clouds crown dark death deep delight dost doth dread ducats Duke earth English Prose eternal Faerie Queene fair fate fear flowers Giles Fletcher golden Greece green hand Hark hath hear heard heart heaven hills honour hope Hudibras king labour Lady light living look lord Macb MACBETH MATTHEW PRIOR mercy metaphysical poets mighty mind mountain Muse never night noble numbers o'er PHINEAS FLETCHER Phocis pleasure poems poets praise pride Queen Readings in English rocks round SAMUEL DANIEL satire shew Shylock sigh sing sleep smile song soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears thee thine thou thought Timotheus Twas voice wave ween Westminster School whilst wild winds wings young youth Zimri
Populaire passages
Pagina 204 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Pagina 60 - Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Pagina 175 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Pagina 181 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease; For summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
Pagina 19 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Pagina 25 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Pagina 139 - Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet ?— God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Pagina 22 - Tarry a little ; — there is something else. — This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood ; The words expressly are a pound of flesh : Then take thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh ; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the state of Venice.
Pagina 19 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd ; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God...
Pagina 75 - Those are Grecian ghosts that in battle were slain, And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain. Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew. Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes, And glitt'ring temples of their hostile gods...