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Strona 139
... Twas late , and all his comrades had departed , Left him at his table there alone ; On the dreamy student , heavy - hearted , Midnight stars in silent wonder shone ; From his eyes there came Flashes , as of flame , Born of sorrows to ...
... Twas late , and all his comrades had departed , Left him at his table there alone ; On the dreamy student , heavy - hearted , Midnight stars in silent wonder shone ; From his eyes there came Flashes , as of flame , Born of sorrows to ...
Strona 164
... twas the lady Christabel .-- Some thought ' twas a weird and ugsome elf , Some deem'd ' twas the sick old Baron himself Who wander'd beneath the snowy lift To count his beads 164 BEAUTIFUL POETRY .
... twas the lady Christabel .-- Some thought ' twas a weird and ugsome elf , Some deem'd ' twas the sick old Baron himself Who wander'd beneath the snowy lift To count his beads 164 BEAUTIFUL POETRY .
Strona 172
... but shine ; And when thou diest , though great , rich , clever , They'll say ' twas but a falling star , Which sparkled , shone , and fell for ever ! THE DESERTED CASTLE . A passage in LONGFELLOW's Golden Legend 172 BEAUTIFUL POETRY .
... but shine ; And when thou diest , though great , rich , clever , They'll say ' twas but a falling star , Which sparkled , shone , and fell for ever ! THE DESERTED CASTLE . A passage in LONGFELLOW's Golden Legend 172 BEAUTIFUL POETRY .
Strona 222
... Twas a lovely thought to mark the hours As they floated in light away , By the opening and the folding flowers That laugh to the summer's day . Thus had each moment its own rich hue , And its graceful cup or bell , In whose colour'd ...
... Twas a lovely thought to mark the hours As they floated in light away , By the opening and the folding flowers That laugh to the summer's day . Thus had each moment its own rich hue , And its graceful cup or bell , In whose colour'd ...
Strona 241
... twas the first that threw Its sweets upon the summer : graceful it grew As is the wand that queen Titania wields . And , as I feasted on its fragrancy , I thought the garden - rose it far excel'd ; But when , O Wells ! thy roses came to ...
... twas the first that threw Its sweets upon the summer : graceful it grew As is the wand that queen Titania wields . And , as I feasted on its fragrancy , I thought the garden - rose it far excel'd ; But when , O Wells ! thy roses came to ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON BARRY CORNWALL beams beauty beneath bird bless bloom blue breast breath bright brow calm CHARLES LAMB CHARLES MACKAY child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream drop dwell earth EBENEZER ELLIOTT evermore eyes fair flowers gaze gentle GERALD MASSEY gleams glory golden country green hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven hills holy hour John Brown kiss land light lips live maiden Mont Blanc moon morning mountain nature's night nought o'er old Saxon pass'd peterel poem poet rill river Lee ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round seem'd shade shadows shining shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream summer sweet SYDNEY DOBELL tears tell thee thine things thou art thought trees turn'd Twas voice wander wave weep wild wind wings
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Strona 159 - O'er other creatures : yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems, And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best...
Strona 173 - YES! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.
Strona 87 - How wonderful is Death, Death and his brother Sleep ! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue ; The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world : Yet both so passing wonderful...
Strona 384 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Strona 383 - The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses. Not once or twice in our fair island-story, He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
Strona 272 - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
Strona 217 - Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun, Before the heavens, thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite!
Strona 95 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Strona 193 - Wanderers in that happy valley Through two luminous windows saw Spirits moving musically, To a lute's well-tuned law, Round about a throne where, sitting, "Porphyrogene, In state his glory well befitting, The ruler of the realm was seen.
Strona 383 - And all the rule, one empire: only add Deeds to thy knowledge answerable; add faith, Add virtue, patience, temperance; add love, By name to come call'd charity, the soul Of all the rest: then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess A paradise within thee, happier far.