The Household Book of PoetryCharles Anderson Dana D. Appleton, 1882 - 862 pagina's |
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Pagina 7
... hear , and recompense my love . Fair king , who all preserves , But show thy blushing beams , And thou two sweeter eyes Shalt see than those which by Peneus ' streams Did once thy heart surprise : Nay , suns , which shine as clear As ...
... hear , and recompense my love . Fair king , who all preserves , But show thy blushing beams , And thou two sweeter eyes Shalt see than those which by Peneus ' streams Did once thy heart surprise : Nay , suns , which shine as clear As ...
Pagina 16
... hear . Hast thou a star to guide thy path , Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful vistant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers , And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers . The schoolboy , wandering through the ...
... hear . Hast thou a star to guide thy path , Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful vistant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers , And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers . The schoolboy , wandering through the ...
Pagina 17
... hear . And now I hear its voice again , And still its message is of peace , It sings of love that will not cease— For me it never sings in vain . FREDERICK LOCKER . The Cuckoo and the Nightingale . THE God of Love , -ah benedicite ! How ...
... hear . And now I hear its voice again , And still its message is of peace , It sings of love that will not cease— For me it never sings in vain . FREDERICK LOCKER . The Cuckoo and the Nightingale . THE God of Love , -ah benedicite ! How ...
Pagina 18
... hear , Such uncouth singing verily dost thou make . right gay , Dancing and leaping light upon the spray ; And ever two and two together were , The same as they had chosen for the year , Upon Saint Valentine's returning day . Meanwhile ...
... hear , Such uncouth singing verily dost thou make . right gay , Dancing and leaping light upon the spray ; And ever two and two together were , The same as they had chosen for the year , Upon Saint Valentine's returning day . Meanwhile ...
Pagina 20
... hear her doleful case ; And thus it was that she began her tale : The Cuckoo , - ' tis not well that I should hide How she and I did each the other chide , And without ceasing , since it was daylight ; And now I pray you all to do me ...
... hear her doleful case ; And thus it was that she began her tale : The Cuckoo , - ' tis not well that I should hide How she and I did each the other chide , And without ceasing , since it was daylight ; And now I pray you all to do me ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ALFRED TENNYSON BARRY CORNWALL beauty bells beneath Binnorie bird blessed bonnie breast breath bright brow cloud dark dead dear death deep dost doth dream earth eyes fair fear flowers frae glory golden grace grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven heir of Linne HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill king kiss lady land light lips live look Lord milldams moon morning ne'er never night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream summer sweet tears tell thee thine things THOMAS HOOD thou art thought tree Twas unto voice waves weary weep wild WILLIAM MOTHERWELL WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings woods young Beichan youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 665 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells — From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
Pagina 779 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there: And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Pagina 417 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Pagina 114 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon : Sleep, my little one, sleep, my...
Pagina 742 - ON HIS BLINDNESS WHEN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Pagina 614 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Pagina 30 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but...
Pagina 666 - In the silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people - ah, the people They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muffled monotone, Feel a glory in so rolling On the human heart a stone They are neither man nor woman They are neither brute nor human They are Ghouls: And their king it is who tolls; And he rolls, rolls, rolls,...
Pagina 785 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn; 'There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic...
Pagina 676 - Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face ; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!