Household Treasury of English Song: Specimens of the English Poets, Chronologically ArrangedNelson, 1872 - 383 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 24
... sound , Even in a palace , life may be led well , Kingsley , .. Spenser , M. Arnold , Fair daffodils , we weep to see , Fair pledges of a fruitful tree , Fair stood the wind for France , .. Herrick , .. Herrick , Drayton , ::: 304 14 ...
... sound , Even in a palace , life may be led well , Kingsley , .. Spenser , M. Arnold , Fair daffodils , we weep to see , Fair pledges of a fruitful tree , Fair stood the wind for France , .. Herrick , .. Herrick , Drayton , ::: 304 14 ...
Σελίδα 27
... sound of revelry by night , Shirley , Longfellow , Moore , Leigh Hunt , Emerson , Whittier , Keats , Jonson , .. Bryant , .. Wordsworth , .. .. Spenser , Keble , Longfellow , Byron , .. 212 .. 213 .. 121 57 272 .. 176 177 242 .. 284 ...
... sound of revelry by night , Shirley , Longfellow , Moore , Leigh Hunt , Emerson , Whittier , Keats , Jonson , .. Bryant , .. Wordsworth , .. .. Spenser , Keble , Longfellow , Byron , .. 212 .. 213 .. 121 57 272 .. 176 177 242 .. 284 ...
Σελίδα 13
... SOUNDS . " - COWPER . UNA AND THE LION . 13 " The lion , lord of every beast in field , ” Quoth she , " his princely puissance doth abate , And mighty proud to humble weak does yield , Forgetful of the hungry rage , which late Him ...
... SOUNDS . " - COWPER . UNA AND THE LION . 13 " The lion , lord of every beast in field , ” Quoth she , " his princely puissance doth abate , And mighty proud to humble weak does yield , Forgetful of the hungry rage , which late Him ...
Σελίδα 14
... sound Of all that might delight a dainty ear , Such as , at once , might not on living ground , Save in this paradise , be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it hear To weet * what manner music that might be , For ...
... sound Of all that might delight a dainty ear , Such as , at once , might not on living ground , Save in this paradise , be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it hear To weet * what manner music that might be , For ...
Σελίδα 26
... sounds of music Creep in our ears : soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony . Look how the floor of ... sound of majestic music - the music of the spheres- which originated in themselves . According to the Greek ...
... sounds of music Creep in our ears : soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony . Look how the floor of ... sound of majestic music - the music of the spheres- which originated in themselves . According to the Greek ...
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Household Treasury of English Song: Specimens of the English Poets ... William Henry Davenport Adams Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2016 |
Household Treasury of English Song: Specimens of the English Poets ... W. H. Davenport (William Henry Da Adams Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2012 |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
ABRAHAM COWLEY ALEXANDER SELKIRK BATTLE BATTLE OF AGINCOURT BATTLE OF IVRY BEAUTY beneath bird Bishop Bruno blessed blest born brave breast breath bright Britannia CAMPBELL cloud COWPER dark death deep delight died dost doth dream earth eyes fair fame fear flowers gentle glory green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HEMANS Henry Honour HOPE hour JOHN MILTON King land light live look Lord maid MELROSE ABBEY MICHAEL DRAYTON MILTON MIND moon morning mountain MUSIC NAPOLEON BONAPARTE ne'er never night numbers o'er poem poet praise pride Queen Mab ROBERT SOUTHEY Robin round Rule Britannia shade SHELLEY shining shore sing sleep smile song SOUL sound SOUTHEY spirit spring stars storm sweet Tell thee thine THINGS THOMAS CAMPBELL thought trees voice waves wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings WORDSWORTH youth
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Σελίδα 197 - Gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard; and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears!
Σελίδα 107 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Σελίδα 214 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Σελίδα 102 - For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thund'ring sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around — And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew.
Σελίδα 30 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Σελίδα 205 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Σελίδα 30 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film : Her...
Σελίδα 105 - Tis because resentment ties All the terrors of our tongues. Rome shall perish, — write that word In the blood that she has spilt; Perish hopeless and abhorred, Deep in ruin as in guilt.
Σελίδα 198 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Σελίδα 200 - Out of the misty eastern cave, Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight! Wrap thy form in a mantle gray, Star-inwrought!