English Poetry..: With Introduction, Notes and Illustrations, Volume 2P.F. Collier & son, 1910 - English poetry |
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... woods , the vale She call'd on Echo still through all the song ; And , where her sweetest theme she chose , A soft responsive voice was heard at every close ; And Hope enchanted smiled , and waved her golden hair ; - : -but with a frown ...
... woods , the vale She call'd on Echo still through all the song ; And , where her sweetest theme she chose , A soft responsive voice was heard at every close ; And Hope enchanted smiled , and waved her golden hair ; - : -but with a frown ...
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... woods and groves of spice , For Adoration grow ; And , marshalled in the fenced land , The peaches and pomegranates stand , Where wild carnations blow . The laurels with the winter strive ; The crocus burnishes alive Upon the snow ...
... woods and groves of spice , For Adoration grow ; And , marshalled in the fenced land , The peaches and pomegranates stand , Where wild carnations blow . The laurels with the winter strive ; The crocus burnishes alive Upon the snow ...
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... . His mother from the window look'd With all the longing of a mother ; 1 304 His little sister weeping walk'd The green - wood 512 JOHN LOGAN JOHN LOGAN THE BRAES OF YARROW EPISTLE TO AUGUSTA MAID OF ATHENS DARKNESS LONGING PAGE.
... . His mother from the window look'd With all the longing of a mother ; 1 304 His little sister weeping walk'd The green - wood 512 JOHN LOGAN JOHN LOGAN THE BRAES OF YARROW EPISTLE TO AUGUSTA MAID OF ATHENS DARKNESS LONGING PAGE.
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... wood path to meet her brother ; They sought him east , they sought him west , They sought him all the forest thorough ; They only saw the cloud of night , They only heard the roar of Yarrow . No longer from thy window look- Thou hast no ...
... wood path to meet her brother ; They sought him east , they sought him west , They sought him all the forest thorough ; They only saw the cloud of night , They only heard the roar of Yarrow . No longer from thy window look- Thou hast no ...
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... wood Secure to find we seek : For why ? I carried , sound and good , A cartload there last week , And a - hunting we will go . ' Away he goes , he flies the rout , Their steeds all spur and switch , Some are thrown in , and some thrown ...
... wood Secure to find we seek : For why ? I carried , sound and good , A cartload there last week , And a - hunting we will go . ' Away he goes , he flies the rout , Their steeds all spur and switch , Some are thrown in , and some thrown ...
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ancient Mariner auld auld Robin Gray beauty behold beneath birds blessings blest bliss bonnie bosom bowers braes of Yarrow breast breath bright busk calm Charlie charms cheerful child Christabel cloud Cockpen dæmons dance dead dear delight doth dream Dunblane earth eyes fair fear flowers frae friends gentle Gilpin gone grave green happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven heroic arts hills human weight John Gilpin lady land land of mist Laodamia lassie light live lo'e look love is dead Luke maid maun mind moon morning ne'er never night o'er pleasure praise pride round shade ship sight silent Simon rouse sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stars sweet tears thee There's thine things thou art thought tree Twas Twill vale voice weep Whig wild wind woods young Jessie youth
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Page 685 - 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...
Page 702 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Page 522 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay. Princes and lords may flourish or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Page 737 - 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.
Page 651 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more Sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and...
Page 710 - The sails at noon left off their tune, And the ship stood still also. The Sun, right up above the mast, Had fixed her to the ocean: But in a minute she 'gan stir, With a short uneasy motion— Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound: It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a swound.
Page 670 - No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Page 688 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven is on the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Page 610 - Ye blessed creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel — I feel it all. Oh evil day! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning; And the children are culling On every side In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm — I hear, I hear, with joy...
Page 702 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day. We stuck, nor breath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.