Favorite PoemsJames R. Osgood, 1877 - 96 |
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Strona 11
... night , has flown ; Come into the garden , Maud , I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted ... night have the roses heard The flute , violin , bassoon ; All night has the casement jessamine stirr'd , To the. COME ...
... night , has flown ; Come into the garden , Maud , I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted ... night have the roses heard The flute , violin , bassoon ; All night has the casement jessamine stirr'd , To the. COME ...
Strona 12
... night goes In babble and revel and wine . O young lord - lover , what sighs are those , For one that will never be thine ? But mine , but mine , " so I sware to the rose , " For ever and ever , mine . " And the soul of the rose went ...
... night goes In babble and revel and wine . O young lord - lover , what sighs are those , For one that will never be thine ? But mine , but mine , " so I sware to the rose , " For ever and ever , mine . " And the soul of the rose went ...
Strona 15
... night for your sake , Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake , They sighed for the dawn and thee . Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls , Come hither , the dances are done , In gloss of satin and glimmer ...
... night for your sake , Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake , They sighed for the dawn and thee . Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls , Come hither , the dances are done , In gloss of satin and glimmer ...
Strona 26
... night and chill ! Late , late , so late ! but we can enter still . Too late , too late ! ye cannot enter now . No light had we : for that we do repent ; And learning this , the bridegroom will relent . Too late , too late ! ye cannot ...
... night and chill ! Late , late , so late ! but we can enter still . Too late , too late ! ye cannot enter now . No light had we : for that we do repent ; And learning this , the bridegroom will relent . Too late , too late ! ye cannot ...
Strona 27
... night ; Ring out , wild bells , and let him die . Ring out the old , ring in the new , Ring , happy bells , across the snow : The year is going , let him go : Ring out the false , ring in the true . Ring out the grief that saps the mind ...
... night ; Ring out , wild bells , and let him die . Ring out the old , ring in the new , Ring , happy bells , across the snow : The year is going , let him go : Ring out the false , ring in the true . Ring out the grief that saps the mind ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beggar maid blessed break brimming river bugle call me early Claribel low-lieth comb Cophetua dark dying Earl was fair echoes Effie fall Farringford Edition flow To join flowers Forever and forever garden glad New-year go on forever golden hand happy hear heart heaven holy Grail HOME THEY BROUGHT Illustrated join the brimming kiss Lady Clara Vere Lady of Shalott Lancelot land last New-year late LAUNCELOT AND QUEEN Let me fly light little birdie little grave Low adown Maud mermen midnight the moon Milking the cow moon cometh mother dear night QUEEN GUINEVERE Ring rivulet Robin rode rose shines silent night SIR LAUNCELOT snowdrop snowy SONG soul stept Swallow sweet sweeter tears thee my steps There's thou thro To-morrow ill tower'd Camelot turn thy wheel turret and tree valley Vere de Vere wild bells wild wheel wind ye cannot enter yon rich sky
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Strona 20 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Strona 19 - 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.
Strona 16 - There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, 'I wait...
Strona 90 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Strona 12 - There is but one With whom she has heart to be gay. When will the dancers leave her alone '' She is weary of dance and play.'' Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Strona 30 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Strona 27 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite, Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Strona 65 - To-night I saw the sun set: he set and left behind The good old year, the dear old time, and all my peace of mind; And the New-year's coming up, mother, but I shall never see The blossom on the blackthorn, the leaf upon the tree.
Strona 39 - Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of ShalotL Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right— The leaves upon her falling light— Thro...
Strona 27 - Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind.