A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best PoetsWilliam Cullen Bryant Ford, 1873 - 789 σελίδες |
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... strong , Which were of furious mood , That they should take these children young , And slay them in a wood . He told his wife , and all he had He did the children send To be brought up in fair London , With one that was his friend ...
... strong , Which were of furious mood , That they should take these children young , And slay them in a wood . He told his wife , and all he had He did the children send To be brought up in fair London , With one that was his friend ...
Σελίδα 12
... strong as that I felt for thee . Faithful and true , with sense beyond thy years , And natural piety that leaned to heaven ; Wrung by a harsh word suddenly to tears , Yet patient to rebuke when justly given ; Obedient , easy to be ...
... strong as that I felt for thee . Faithful and true , with sense beyond thy years , And natural piety that leaned to heaven ; Wrung by a harsh word suddenly to tears , Yet patient to rebuke when justly given ; Obedient , easy to be ...
Σελίδα 36
... strong ; - for with her death That tidings came ; with this she fell distract , And , her attendants absent , swallowed fire . CAS . And died so ? BRU . Even so . CAS . O ye immortal gods ! Enter LUCIUS , with wine and tapers . BRU ...
... strong ; - for with her death That tidings came ; with this she fell distract , And , her attendants absent , swallowed fire . CAS . And died so ? BRU . Even so . CAS . O ye immortal gods ! Enter LUCIUS , with wine and tapers . BRU ...
Σελίδα 45
... strong ; What it says I don't know , but it sings a loud song . But green leaves , and blossoms , and sunny warm weather , And singing and loving - all come back together . But the lark is so brimful of gladness and love , The green ...
... strong ; What it says I don't know , but it sings a loud song . But green leaves , and blossoms , and sunny warm weather , And singing and loving - all come back together . But the lark is so brimful of gladness and love , The green ...
Σελίδα 56
... strong . EARL OF Dorset . Yet Love hath echoes truer far And far more sweet Than e'er , beneath the moonlight's star , Of horn or lute or soft guitar The songs repeat . " T is when the sigh ―― in youth sincere And only then , The sigh ...
... strong . EARL OF Dorset . Yet Love hath echoes truer far And far more sweet Than e'er , beneath the moonlight's star , Of horn or lute or soft guitar The songs repeat . " T is when the sigh ―― in youth sincere And only then , The sigh ...
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold cried dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle gone grave green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise rest ROBERT BURNS rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings
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Σελίδα 572 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Σελίδα 192 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Σελίδα 639 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Σελίδα 42 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Σελίδα 617 - All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Σελίδα 33 - Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Σελίδα 620 - And O ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might; I only have relinquished one delight To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly...
Σελίδα 580 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Σελίδα 244 - WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread, — • Stitch— stitch— stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the "Song of the Shirt!
Σελίδα 293 - Tunes her nocturnal note: thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...