Palgrave's Golden Treasury: 1st seriesJ. M. Dent & Company, 1909 - 351 páginas |
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... Star ! • 214 176 I fear thy Kisses • 193 199 The Terror of Death 215 177 The Lost Love • 193 200 Desideria . 215 178 Among Unknown Men . 194 201 At the mid hour of Night . 216 179 The Education of Nature • 194 202 Elegy on Thyrza ...
... Star ! • 214 176 I fear thy Kisses • 193 199 The Terror of Death 215 177 The Lost Love • 193 200 Desideria . 215 178 Among Unknown Men . 194 201 At the mid hour of Night . 216 179 The Education of Nature • 194 202 Elegy on Thyrza ...
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... Star 242 263 Datur Hora Quieti • 296 · 297 · 298 . 243 264 To the Moon • 244 265 A Widow Bird · 298 • 299 • • · 248 231 The Bridge of Sighs 232 Elegy • # 33 Hester . 253 272 Written in Early Spring . • 234 Coronach . • 235 The Death Bed ...
... Star 242 263 Datur Hora Quieti • 296 · 297 · 298 . 243 264 To the Moon • 244 265 A Widow Bird · 298 • 299 • • · 248 231 The Bridge of Sighs 232 Elegy • # 33 Hester . 253 272 Written in Early Spring . • 234 Coronach . • 235 The Death Bed ...
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... stars have not my ruin sworn And fates my hopes betray ) , Which , purely white , deserves An everlasting diamond should it mark . This ... star : Night like a drunkard reels Time and Love Beyond the hills , to shun his Summons to Love.
... stars have not my ruin sworn And fates my hopes betray ) , Which , purely white , deserves An everlasting diamond should it mark . This ... star : Night like a drunkard reels Time and Love Beyond the hills , to shun his Summons to Love.
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... star to every wandering bark , Whose worth's unknown , although his height be taken . Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks , But ...
... star to every wandering bark , Whose worth's unknown , although his height be taken . Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks , But ...
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... star - led wizards haste with odours sweet : O run , prevent them with thy humble ode And lay it lowly at his blessed feet ; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet , And join thy voice unto the angel quire From out his secret ...
... star - led wizards haste with odours sweet : O run , prevent them with thy humble ode And lay it lowly at his blessed feet ; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet , And join thy voice unto the angel quire From out his secret ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALEXANDER SELKIRK Alexander's Feast auld Robin Gray beauty behold beneath birds blest bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth Eton College Euganean Hills eyes fair Fancy Field-Mouse flowers frae gentle glory golden GRAY green happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hill Il Penseroso John Anderson Kirconnell kiss L'Allegro leaves light live look'd Lord LORD BYRON lover Lycidas lyre maid Mary mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night Nymph o'er P. B. SHELLEY pale passion pleasure praise rose round seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring star stream sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth
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Página 79 - and live laborious days ; (That last infirmity of noble mind) But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. ' But not the praise ' « Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil,
Página 124 - in a robe of darkest grain Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of cyprès lawn Over thy decent shoulders drawn : Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes : There, held in holy parssion still, Forget thyself to
Página 36 - Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe and eat ; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must Fear no more the lightning-flash Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone
Página 81 - And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The glowing violet, The white pink, and the pansy freak'd with jet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears : Bid
Página 237 - I can give not what men call love ; But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not : The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? cciv PB
Página 143 - blow«, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded Vessel goes : Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm : Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey. Reft of a. crown, he yet may share the feast : Close by the regal chair
Página 66 - and stones, Forget not : In thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piemontese, that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moan« The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To Heaven. Their martyr'd blood and
Página 214 - CLXXX A slumber did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seem'da thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Roll'd round in earth's diurnal course With rocks, and stones, and trees. W. WORDSWORTH
Página 210 - And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A being breathing thoughtful breath, A traveller between life and death : The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill ; A perfect woman, nobly plann'd To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel-light. W.
Página 81 - —And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth ! Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor ; So sink« the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head And tricks his