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Pagina v
... Thought ... BULWER , SIR E. L. Epochs ... To my Horse BURNS , ROBERT . Memory ... BYRON , LORD The Giaour Evening Neuha ... ... ... ... ... ... ... : ... : . : : : : : . Eyes ... A Cataract Hush of Nature ... A Tear and a Blush To Jessy ...
... Thought ... BULWER , SIR E. L. Epochs ... To my Horse BURNS , ROBERT . Memory ... BYRON , LORD The Giaour Evening Neuha ... ... ... ... ... ... ... : ... : . : : : : : . Eyes ... A Cataract Hush of Nature ... A Tear and a Blush To Jessy ...
Pagina ix
... Thought Autumn HOUSMAN . ... ... ... ... ... Bright Thoughts for Dark Hours HOWITT , WILLIAM . The Sabbath HUE , C. B. Hope of Futurity HUNT , LEIGH . ... ... :: ... ... ... ... The Albanian Love Letter Song of Fairies Robbing an ...
... Thought Autumn HOUSMAN . ... ... ... ... ... Bright Thoughts for Dark Hours HOWITT , WILLIAM . The Sabbath HUE , C. B. Hope of Futurity HUNT , LEIGH . ... ... :: ... ... ... ... The Albanian Love Letter Song of Fairies Robbing an ...
Pagina xvi
... thought thou couldst have died WORDSWORTH , WILLIAM . Memory ... To the River Duddon Gentleness Retirement ... Snowdrop ... The Maiden's Song Twilight : 255 199 ... ... 256 32 ... 122 138 ... 251 345 ... : : : . ... 128 115 345 77 211 ...
... thought thou couldst have died WORDSWORTH , WILLIAM . Memory ... To the River Duddon Gentleness Retirement ... Snowdrop ... The Maiden's Song Twilight : 255 199 ... ... 256 32 ... 122 138 ... 251 345 ... : : : . ... 128 115 345 77 211 ...
Pagina 4
... thought of the woman who loved him the best , And the children stood watching them out of the town ; For men must work , and women must weep , And there's little to earn , and many to keep , Though the harbour - bar be moaning . Three ...
... thought of the woman who loved him the best , And the children stood watching them out of the town ; For men must work , and women must weep , And there's little to earn , and many to keep , Though the harbour - bar be moaning . Three ...
Pagina 21
... thought of thy bards , when assembling together , In the cleft of thy rocks , or the depth of thy heather ; They fled from the Saxon's dark bondage and slaughter , And waked their last song by the rush of thy water . High sons of the ...
... thought of thy bards , when assembling together , In the cleft of thy rocks , or the depth of thy heather ; They fled from the Saxon's dark bondage and slaughter , And waked their last song by the rush of thy water . High sons of the ...
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
angels beauty beneath bird bloom blue breath bright brow child clouds cold comes dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fall feel fire flowers gentle give glad golden gone grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour land leaves light live lonely look morn mountain nature never night o'er once pass past peace poem poet rest rise river rose round shade shadow shine shore side sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stand stars stream strong summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought trees true voice warm waters waves wild wind wings woods young
Populaire passages
Pagina 11 - And ye, beneath life's crushing load Whose forms are bending low; Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow, — Look now! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing; O, rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing.
Pagina 30 - Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight, Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made, Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby Bare them right doughtily, Ferrers and Fanhope.
Pagina 355 - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour, which doth in it live. The canker blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses.
Pagina 224 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Pagina 190 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most ; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep...
Pagina 145 - Spirit of Beauty, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, - where art thou gone? Why dost thou pass away and leave our state. This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate?
Pagina 224 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Pagina 75 - Is it far away in some region old Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold, — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand, — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? " " Not there, not there, my child ! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy ! Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy, Dreams cannot picture a world so fair, — Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its fadeless...
Pagina 260 - O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, — That all with one consent praise new-born gawds.
Pagina 154 - Out of the fertile ground he caused to grow All trees of noblest kind, for sight, smell, taste ; And all amid them stood the Tree of Life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold...