The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1912, Volum 3,Sider 843-1252H. Holt, 1912 - 3742 sider |
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... leaves wandering astray ; And flowers , azure , black , and streaked with gold , Fairer than any wakened eyes behold . And nearer to the river's trembling edge There grew broad flag - flowers , purple pranked with white , And starry ...
... leaves wandering astray ; And flowers , azure , black , and streaked with gold , Fairer than any wakened eyes behold . And nearer to the river's trembling edge There grew broad flag - flowers , purple pranked with white , And starry ...
Side 864
... leaves And strew them where Pauline may pass . She will not turn aside ? Alas ! Let them lie . Suppose they die ? The chance was they might take her eye . How many a month I strove to suit These stubborn fingers to the lute ! To - day I ...
... leaves And strew them where Pauline may pass . She will not turn aside ? Alas ! Let them lie . Suppose they die ? The chance was they might take her eye . How many a month I strove to suit These stubborn fingers to the lute ! To - day I ...
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... leaves in a coppice wild . If fate bade choose some sweet unrest , To weave my troubled life a snare , Then I would say " her maiden breast And golden ripple of her hair " ; And weep amid those tresses , child , Contented to be thus ...
... leaves in a coppice wild . If fate bade choose some sweet unrest , To weave my troubled life a snare , Then I would say " her maiden breast And golden ripple of her hair " ; And weep amid those tresses , child , Contented to be thus ...
Side 878
... leaves , the earth , the dew , The grave I make the spot- Here , where she used to love me , Here , where she loves me not . Arthur O'Shaughnessy [ 1844-1881 ] AFTER A LITTLE time for laughter , A little time to sing , A little time to ...
... leaves , the earth , the dew , The grave I make the spot- Here , where she used to love me , Here , where she loves me not . Arthur O'Shaughnessy [ 1844-1881 ] AFTER A LITTLE time for laughter , A little time to sing , A little time to ...
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... leaves of December The frosts of June shall fret , The day that you remember , The day that I forget . The snake that hides and hisses In heaven we twain have known ; The grief of cruel kisses , The joy whose mouth makes moan ; The ...
... leaves of December The frosts of June shall fret , The day that you remember , The day that I forget . The snake that hides and hisses In heaven we twain have known ; The grief of cruel kisses , The joy whose mouth makes moan ; The ...
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The Home Book of Verse; American and English, 1580-1912 Burton Egbert Stevenson Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2012 |
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AE FOND KISS Alfred Tennyson Algernon Charles Swinburne Arthur O'Shaughnessy beauty birds bless blow bonnie bosom bower breast breath bright burn cheek Christina Georgina Rossetti cold dark dead dear death doth dream Ernest Dowson eyes face fair feet flowers forget frae George Gordon Byron golden grace grass grave green grief hair hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven hope hour Irish Molly kiss lady lassie leaves light linger lips live Lochaber long ago look love thee love's lover meet moon morn ne'er never night o'er once pain Philip Bourke Marston Robert Browning Robert Burns Robin Adair rose rosy sigh sing sinks low sleep smile soft song sorrow soul stars sweet love tears tell tender there's thine things thou art thought Twas unto wander weary weep wild wind words
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Side 1244 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints.
Side 911 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Side 1211 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Side 1210 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Side 910 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Side 1047 - Three years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Side 1214 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Side 1078 - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea : But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my ANNABEL LEE ; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Side 925 - I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Side 910 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. 202 Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i