A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets : with an IntrodJ.B. Ford, 1870 - 789 pagina's |
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Pagina 46
... sing in naught uncommon , And very far from angel yet , I trow . Her faults , her sweetnesses , are purely human ; Yet she's more lovable as simple woman Than any one diviner that I know . Therefore I wish that she may safely keep This ...
... sing in naught uncommon , And very far from angel yet , I trow . Her faults , her sweetnesses , are purely human ; Yet she's more lovable as simple woman Than any one diviner that I know . Therefore I wish that she may safely keep This ...
Pagina 48
... sing The sweetness , mercy , majesty And glories of my King ; When I shall voice aloud how good He is , how great should be , Enlarged winds , that curl the flood , Know no such liberty . Stone walls do not a prison make , Nor iron bars ...
... sing The sweetness , mercy , majesty And glories of my King ; When I shall voice aloud how good He is , how great should be , Enlarged winds , that curl the flood , Know no such liberty . Stone walls do not a prison make , Nor iron bars ...
Pagina 50
... Sing on , thou sweet mavis , thy hymn to the e'ening ! ! - Thou ' rt dear to the echoes of Calderwood glen : Sae dear to this bosom , sae artless and winning , Is charming young Jessie , the Flower o ' Dum- blane . How lost were my days ...
... Sing on , thou sweet mavis , thy hymn to the e'ening ! ! - Thou ' rt dear to the echoes of Calderwood glen : Sae dear to this bosom , sae artless and winning , Is charming young Jessie , the Flower o ' Dum- blane . How lost were my days ...
Pagina 51
... sing both high and low ; Trip no further , pretty sweeting , Journeys end in lovers ' meeting , Every wise man's son doth know . What is love ? ' t is not hereafter ; Present mirth hath present laughter ; What's to come is still unsure ...
... sing both high and low ; Trip no further , pretty sweeting , Journeys end in lovers ' meeting , Every wise man's son doth know . What is love ? ' t is not hereafter ; Present mirth hath present laughter ; What's to come is still unsure ...
Pagina 65
... sing : He lends me every lovely thing , Yet cruel , he my heart doth sting : Ah ! wanton , will you ? Else I with roses every day Will whip you hence , And bind you when you long to play , For your offence ; I'll shut my eyes to keep ...
... sing : He lends me every lovely thing , Yet cruel , he my heart doth sting : Ah ! wanton , will you ? Else I with roses every day Will whip you hence , And bind you when you long to play , For your offence ; I'll shut my eyes to keep ...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets William Cullen Bryant Volledige weergave - 1873 |
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle glory gone grave green hair 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