The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1912, Volum 4,Sider 1253-1648H. Holt, 1915 - 3742 sider |
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... Tree .. The Brave Old Oak . Richard Watson Gilder .Albert Laighton ... .Alfred Edward Housman .Henry Abbey . .Jones Very " The Girt Woak Tree that's in the Dell " To the Willow - tree The Willow . The Holly - tree . The Pine " Woodman ...
... Tree .. The Brave Old Oak . Richard Watson Gilder .Albert Laighton ... .Alfred Edward Housman .Henry Abbey . .Jones Very " The Girt Woak Tree that's in the Dell " To the Willow - tree The Willow . The Holly - tree . The Pine " Woodman ...
Side 1251
... Tree " Coridon's Song . The Old Squire Inscription in a Hermitage Of Solitude ..Alexander Pope . 1589 • .William Drummond . 1589 William Shakespeare 1590 .John Chalkhill . 1590 .Wilfred Scawen Blunt 1592 Thomas Warton 1594 .Charles ...
... Tree " Coridon's Song . The Old Squire Inscription in a Hermitage Of Solitude ..Alexander Pope . 1589 • .William Drummond . 1589 William Shakespeare 1590 .John Chalkhill . 1590 .Wilfred Scawen Blunt 1592 Thomas Warton 1594 .Charles ...
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... tree and bush my wanderings knows , And e'en the clouds and silent stars of heaven ; For he who with his Maker walks aright , Shall be their lord as Adam was before ; His ear shall catch each sound with new delight , Each object wear ...
... tree and bush my wanderings knows , And e'en the clouds and silent stars of heaven ; For he who with his Maker walks aright , Shall be their lord as Adam was before ; His ear shall catch each sound with new delight , Each object wear ...
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... trees , The mellow thunder and the lulling rain , The warm , delicious , happy summer rain , When the grass brightens and the days grow long , And little birds break out in rippling song ! O beauty manifold , from morn till night ...
... trees , The mellow thunder and the lulling rain , The warm , delicious , happy summer rain , When the grass brightens and the days grow long , And little birds break out in rippling song ! O beauty manifold , from morn till night ...
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... trees and grass , All the joys that flash and pass ) , I must put within my prayer Gifts more intimate and rare . Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow , - Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air ...
... trees and grass , All the joys that flash and pass ) , I must put within my prayer Gifts more intimate and rare . Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow , - Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air ...
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Alfred Tennyson apple-tree Autumn birds Blackbird bloom blossoms blow blue boughs breast breath breeze bright buds Charles G. D. Roberts clouds comes dark dead dear deep doth dream earth Edward Hovell-Thurlow eyes fair flake flowers frost garden girt woak tree gleam Goddès fay golden grass gray green grow hast hath hear heart heaven HOUNDS OF SPRING Hush John Townsend Trowbridge kiss laugh leaves light lone lovers marshes of Glynn meadows merry moon morning mountains never night o'er Percy Bysshe Shelley plant rain Richard Watson Gilder Robert Burns Robert Herrick rose round sail shade shine sigh silent Sing hey skies sleep snow soft song soul Spring stars streams summer sweet wild April tears thee There's thine things thou art violets voice wander waves weary William Wordsworth wind wings winter woods
Populære avsnitt
Side 1536 - Waterfowl Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?
Side 1392 - 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.
Side 1387 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1...
Side 1425 - 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.
Side 1254 - This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Side 1505 - As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream ? Fled is that music : — Do I wake or sleep...
Side 1503 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Side 1546 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast And fills the white and rustling sail And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While like the eagle free Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. 0 for a soft and gentle wind!
Side 1373 - I chatter over stony ways In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret ' By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow > To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever. I wind about and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling.
Side 1293 - To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What Man has made of Man.