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... unto the tree , To those that loved thee ? Thou , whose tears would spring , Dreading a short day's absence , didst thou go Alone into the future world unseen , Solving each awful untried mystery , The dread unknown to know ; To be ...
... unto the tree , To those that loved thee ? Thou , whose tears would spring , Dreading a short day's absence , didst thou go Alone into the future world unseen , Solving each awful untried mystery , The dread unknown to know ; To be ...
Strona 23
... my dreams - the dove unto mine ark ! Oh no , not even when life was new , and love and hope were young , And o'er the firstling of my flock with raptured gaze I hung , Did I feel the glow that thrills me now , BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 23.
... my dreams - the dove unto mine ark ! Oh no , not even when life was new , and love and hope were young , And o'er the firstling of my flock with raptured gaze I hung , Did I feel the glow that thrills me now , BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 23.
Strona 49
... Unto a prophet's creed . Who now would seek the planets , The future to unfold , Who , as the grave astrologer , Revive the dreams of old ? VOL . VI . E 84 To the beggar , who , leaving his wallet , BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 49.
... Unto a prophet's creed . Who now would seek the planets , The future to unfold , Who , as the grave astrologer , Revive the dreams of old ? VOL . VI . E 84 To the beggar , who , leaving his wallet , BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 49.
Strona 67
... Unto the human heart by Heaven ! Oft , when on high the harvest - moon Rode clear and cloudless in her noon , We wander'd onward with delight Beneath the cool and silent night , When not a frowning shade was there To dim the soft and ...
... Unto the human heart by Heaven ! Oft , when on high the harvest - moon Rode clear and cloudless in her noon , We wander'd onward with delight Beneath the cool and silent night , When not a frowning shade was there To dim the soft and ...
Strona 68
... Unto the earliest wind , the faintest breath of heaven . ' Twere best to droop as yon leaf on this lake , Gently descending on its azure sleep , So that it may not with one circle break That slumber soft and deep , And for a while a ...
... Unto the earliest wind , the faintest breath of heaven . ' Twere best to droop as yon leaf on this lake , Gently descending on its azure sleep , So that it may not with one circle break That slumber soft and deep , And for a while a ...
Kluczowe wyrazy i wyrażenia
AE FOND KISS BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath birds bloom blue breast breath breeze bright brooklet brow CHARLES MACKAY cheek child clouds cold dark dear death deep delight doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fade fair fair music feel flowers game at chess gaze gentle gleam glory grave green hand happy hath hear heart heaven Helon holy hope hour land lassie leaves light lips live Lochinvar lonely look look'd moon morning murmur N. P. WILLIS never night o'er pale pass'd poem poet rest rose round S. T. COLERIDGE seem'd shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star-spangled banner stars stream summer sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought tree turn'd Twas unto voice wave weary weep wild wind wings young youth
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Strona 51 - The praise of Bacchus then, the sweet musician sung, Of Bacchus, ever fair and ever young: The jolly god in triumph comes ; Sound the trumpets ; beat the drums; Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes. Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus...
Strona 344 - That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Strona 53 - Now strike the golden lyre again! A louder yet, and yet a louder strain, Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark! the horrid sound Has raised up his head! As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge! revenge!
Strona 51 - With flying fingers touched the lyre: The trembling notes ascend the sky And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove Who left his blissful seats above, Such is the power of mighty love ! A dragon's fiery form belied the god; Sublime on radiant spires he rode When he to fair Olympia...
Strona 319 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way. Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe : Give us thyself, that we may see The Father, and the Son, by thee. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend the...
Strona 363 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet, And throws the melons at our feet; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice...
Strona 52 - Changed his hand and checked his pride. He chose a mournful muse Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen...
Strona 31 - Sleepless ! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees ; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep ! by any stealth : So do not let me wear...
Strona 347 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's : he takes the lead In summer luxury — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Strona 362 - I saw pale kings, and princes too, . Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried — "La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side.