English Poetry: Volume 2P.F. Collier & son, 1910 Vol.1 Chaucer to Gray, Vol. 2 Collins to Fitzgerald. |
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Strana 505
... waves upholding halcyon's ark No longer roar and toss . While Israel sits beneath his fig , With coral root and amber sprig The weaned adventurer sports ; Where to the palm the jasmine cleaves , For Adoration ' mong the leaves The gale ...
... waves upholding halcyon's ark No longer roar and toss . While Israel sits beneath his fig , With coral root and amber sprig The weaned adventurer sports ; Where to the palm the jasmine cleaves , For Adoration ' mong the leaves The gale ...
Strana 506
... waves condense . The cheerful holly , pensive yew , And holy thorn , their trim renew ; The squirrel hoards his nuts ; All creatures batten o'er their stores , And careful nature all her doors For Adoration shuts . For Adoration ...
... waves condense . The cheerful holly , pensive yew , And holy thorn , their trim renew ; The squirrel hoards his nuts ; All creatures batten o'er their stores , And careful nature all her doors For Adoration shuts . For Adoration ...
Strana 512
... waves his body cover ! For ever now , O Yarrow stream ! Thou art to me a stream of sorrow ; For never on thy banks shall I Behold my Love , the flower of Yarrow . He promised me a milk - white steed To bear me to his father's bowers ...
... waves his body cover ! For ever now , O Yarrow stream ! Thou art to me a stream of sorrow ; For never on thy banks shall I Behold my Love , the flower of Yarrow . He promised me a milk - white steed To bear me to his father's bowers ...
Strana 534
... wave , And thanks his Gods for all the good they gave . Such is the patriot's boast , where'er we roam , His first , best country ever is , at home . And yet , perhaps , if countries we compare , And estimate the blessings which they ...
... wave , And thanks his Gods for all the good they gave . Such is the patriot's boast , where'er we roam , His first , best country ever is , at home . And yet , perhaps , if countries we compare , And estimate the blessings which they ...
Strana 539
... wave the zephyr flew ; And haply , though my harsh touch , faltering still , But mock'd all tune , and marr'd the dancer's skill ; Yet would the village praise my wondrous power , And dance , forgetful of the noontide hour . Alike all ...
... wave the zephyr flew ; And haply , though my harsh touch , faltering still , But mock'd all tune , and marr'd the dancer's skill ; Yet would the village praise my wondrous power , And dance , forgetful of the noontide hour . Alike all ...
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beauty beneath bird bonnie Bonny Dundee bosom bower braes of Yarrow breast breath breeze bright Brignall busk calm cheerful child Christabel cloud Cockpen County Guy dæmons dead dear death deep delight doth dream Dunblane earth eyes fair fear flowers frae gentle Geraldine gone grave green hame happy hath Hazeldean hear heard heart heaven hills Kilmeny lady land lassie light live Lochinvar look look'd loud maid maiden mighty heart mind moon morning mountains ne'er Netherby never night o'er Roland de Vaux round Samian wine seem'd shade ship sigh silent sing Sir Leoline sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stars stream sweet tears tell thee There's thine things thou art thought tree Twas Twill voice waves weary ween weep Whig wild wind woods young Jessie youth
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Strana 651 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more Sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and...
Strana 718 - But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover ! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing...
Strana 670 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Strana 653 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is...
Strana 652 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied; or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Strana 903 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Strana 853 - Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow The world should listen then, as I am listening now...
Strana 967 - 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, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ! — and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Strana 900 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow 198 And leaden-eyed despairs, Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond to-morrow.
Strana 685 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...