A Book of Remembrance, Being Lyrical Selections for Everyday in the YearMethuen & Company, 1908 - 415 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 13
... Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold . Oft of one wide expanse had I been told That deep - browed Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet never did I breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out ...
... Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold . Oft of one wide expanse had I been told That deep - browed Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet never did I breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out ...
الصفحة 19
... round my window , till I cannot see The far snow - shining mountains , and the glens Shagging the mountain tops . O God ! make free This barren - shackled earth , so deadly cold- Breathe gently forth thy spring , till winter flies In ...
... round my window , till I cannot see The far snow - shining mountains , and the glens Shagging the mountain tops . O God ! make free This barren - shackled earth , so deadly cold- Breathe gently forth thy spring , till winter flies In ...
الصفحة 20
... round ; So shows my soul before the Lamb , My spirit before Thee ; So in my earthly house I am , To that I hope to be . Break up the heavens , O Lord ! and far , Thro ' all yon starlight keen , Draw me , Thy bride , a glittering star ...
... round ; So shows my soul before the Lamb , My spirit before Thee ; So in my earthly house I am , To that I hope to be . Break up the heavens , O Lord ! and far , Thro ' all yon starlight keen , Draw me , Thy bride , a glittering star ...
الصفحة 42
... round a shell : No heart can take of you a tame Farewell . Yet , when your very face was seen , Ill gifts were yours for giving : Love gat strange guerdons of my Queen When living . O diamond heart unflawed and clear , The whole world's ...
... round a shell : No heart can take of you a tame Farewell . Yet , when your very face was seen , Ill gifts were yours for giving : Love gat strange guerdons of my Queen When living . O diamond heart unflawed and clear , The whole world's ...
الصفحة 53
... Round stems that never kiss the sun ; Where the lawns and pastures be And the sand - hills of the sea ; Where the melting hoar - frost wets The daisy - star that never sets , And wind - flowers and violets Which yet join not scent to ...
... Round stems that never kiss the sun ; Where the lawns and pastures be And the sand - hills of the sea ; Where the melting hoar - frost wets The daisy - star that never sets , And wind - flowers and violets Which yet join not scent to ...
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A. E. Housman Alfred Tennyson Anon April autumn beauty beneath birds blow breath bright CHRISTINA ROSSETTI clouds cold dark dead dear death delight dost doth dream earth Edward Cracroft Lefroy eternal eyes fair fear feet flowers glory golden green grey happy hast hath hear heart heaven hill John JOHN KEBLE July June Katharine Tynan-Hinkson light live LONGFELLOW look Lord Love's March merry morning never night o'er pain peace Percy Bysshe Shelley Philip Bourke Marston Poems RICHARD Robert Bridges ROBERT HERRICK rose ROSSETTI sail Sept SHAKESPEARE SHELLEY silence sing skies sleep smile snow song sorrow soul SPENSER spirit spring stars sweet tears thee thine things Thomas Lovell Beddoes thought trees unto voice W. B. Yeats walk waves weary wild William William Wordsworth wind wings winter woods WORDSWORTH
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الصفحة 291 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low, no pride. He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
الصفحة 98 - 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.
الصفحة 213 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
الصفحة 86 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
الصفحة 15 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above ; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
الصفحة 374 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
الصفحة 121 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
الصفحة 316 - O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill: Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!
الصفحة 9 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
الصفحة 314 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies : How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries?