A Book of Remembrance, Being Lyrical Selections for Everyday in the YearMethuen & Company, 1908 - 415 strán (strany) |
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Strana
... GOLDEN DIAL A DAY BOOK OF DANTE A DAY BOOK OF EMERSON A DAY BOOK OF ERASMUS A DAY BOOK OF EPICTETUS AND MARCUS AURELIUS A DAY BOOK OF ST . FRANCIS A DAY BOOK OF KEATS A DAY BOOK OF LAMB A DAY BOOK FOR MEN A DAY BOOK OF MILTON A DAY BOOK ...
... GOLDEN DIAL A DAY BOOK OF DANTE A DAY BOOK OF EMERSON A DAY BOOK OF ERASMUS A DAY BOOK OF EPICTETUS AND MARCUS AURELIUS A DAY BOOK OF ST . FRANCIS A DAY BOOK OF KEATS A DAY BOOK OF LAMB A DAY BOOK FOR MEN A DAY BOOK OF MILTON A DAY BOOK ...
Strana 27
... golden slumbers As it fell upon a day As ships , becalmed at eve , that lay A sweet attractive kind of grace - · At early dawn through London you must go A thing of beauty is a joy for ever At last ! Through murk that seemed At night ...
... golden slumbers As it fell upon a day As ships , becalmed at eve , that lay A sweet attractive kind of grace - · At early dawn through London you must go A thing of beauty is a joy for ever At last ! Through murk that seemed At night ...
Strana 18
... golden wings Love not too much Majestic August next - May , the jade , with her fresh cheek Mother of God , O not in vain · · - Jan. 9 21 July 3 Feb. 26 Jan. 7 July Jan. 18 May 12 April 20 Feb. 19 · March 19 Aug. 2 May 2 14 - - May Nov ...
... golden wings Love not too much Majestic August next - May , the jade , with her fresh cheek Mother of God , O not in vain · · - Jan. 9 21 July 3 Feb. 26 Jan. 7 July Jan. 18 May 12 April 20 Feb. 19 · March 19 Aug. 2 May 2 14 - - May Nov ...
Strana 7
... golden haze Melt down the amber sky . • And so the shadows fall apart , And so the west winds play : And all the windows of my heart I open to the day . WHITTIER SUNRISE A DAY ! Faster and more fast , O'er 7 JANUARY 7 My Psalm.
... golden haze Melt down the amber sky . • And so the shadows fall apart , And so the west winds play : And all the windows of my heart I open to the day . WHITTIER SUNRISE A DAY ! Faster and more fast , O'er 7 JANUARY 7 My Psalm.
Strana 20
... golden doors : The flashes come and go , All heaven bursts her starry floors , And strows her lights below , And deepens on and up ! the gates Roll back , and far within For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits , To make me 20 JANUARY 20 S ...
... golden doors : The flashes come and go , All heaven bursts her starry floors , And strows her lights below , And deepens on and up ! the gates Roll back , and far within For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits , To make me 20 JANUARY 20 S ...
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A Book of Remembrance: Being Lyrical Selections for Every Day in the Year Elizabeth Godfrey Úplné zobrazenie - 1904 |
Časté výrazy a frázy
A. E. Housman Alfred Tennyson Anon April autumn beauty beneath birds blow breath bright CHRISTINA ROSSETTI clouds cold dark dead dear death delight dost doth dream earth Edward Cracroft Lefroy eternal eyes fair fear feet flowers glory golden green grey happy hast hath hear heart heaven hill John JOHN KEBLE July June Katharine Tynan-Hinkson light live LONGFELLOW look Lord Love's March merry morning never night o'er pain peace Percy Bysshe Shelley Philip Bourke Marston Poems RICHARD Robert Bridges ROBERT HERRICK rose ROSSETTI sail Sept SHAKESPEARE SHELLEY silence sing skies sleep smile snow song sorrow soul SPENSER spirit spring stars sweet tears thee thine things Thomas Lovell Beddoes thought trees unto voice W. B. Yeats walk waves weary wild William William Wordsworth wind wings winter woods WORDSWORTH
Populárne pasáže
Strana 291 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low, no pride. He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Strana 98 - THE splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Strana 213 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Strana 86 - 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 destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Strana 15 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above ; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
Strana 374 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Strana 121 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Strana 316 - O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill: Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!
Strana 9 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Strana 314 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies : How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries?