Household Treasury of English Song: Specimens of the English Poets, Chronologically ArrangedNelson, 1872 - 383 страници |
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... MUSIC , .. MAY , .. Sir Philip Sidney , A.D. 1554-1586 . [ Life , by Lord Zouch , H. Fox Bourne , and Julius Lloyd . ] SLEEP , .. John Eplye , A.D. 1563-64-1601 . [ See Craik's English Literature , and Morley's English Lite- SONGS OF ...
... MUSIC , .. MAY , .. Sir Philip Sidney , A.D. 1554-1586 . [ Life , by Lord Zouch , H. Fox Bourne , and Julius Lloyd . ] SLEEP , .. John Eplye , A.D. 1563-64-1601 . [ See Craik's English Literature , and Morley's English Lite- SONGS OF ...
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... MUSIC AND MOONLIGHT , A MORNING SONG , MORNING , SUNRISE , A FOOL IN THE FOREST , ENGLAND , LIFE , QUEEN MAB , ARIEL'S SONG , A PRECIPICE , .. .. WHAT TIME DOES , A FUNERAL SONG , :: : II 25 26 27 27 27 .. 28 29 30 30 31 32 33 33 ...
... MUSIC AND MOONLIGHT , A MORNING SONG , MORNING , SUNRISE , A FOOL IN THE FOREST , ENGLAND , LIFE , QUEEN MAB , ARIEL'S SONG , A PRECIPICE , .. .. WHAT TIME DOES , A FUNERAL SONG , :: : II 25 26 27 27 27 .. 28 29 30 30 31 32 33 33 ...
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... MUSICAL , MOST MELANCHOLY BIRD . " - MILTON . GOOD GIVING AND ILL GIVING . 7 And on the smallè greenè twistis * sat The little sweetè nightingale , and sung So loud and clear , the hymnis consecrat Of lovis use , now soft , now loud ...
... MUSICAL , MOST MELANCHOLY BIRD . " - MILTON . GOOD GIVING AND ILL GIVING . 7 And on the smallè greenè twistis * sat The little sweetè nightingale , and sung So loud and clear , the hymnis consecrat Of lovis use , now soft , now loud ...
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... music " Langhorne speaks , and whom Thomas Campbell pronounced " a poet of a high order , " was born about 1465 , died about 1530. His works , of which the principal are " The Thistle and the Rose , " and " The Dance of the Seven Deadly ...
... music " Langhorne speaks , and whom Thomas Campbell pronounced " a poet of a high order , " was born about 1465 , died about 1530. His works , of which the principal are " The Thistle and the Rose , " and " The Dance of the Seven Deadly ...
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... leafy nook . " " THE NOBLEST MIND THE BEST CONTENTMENT has . " - spenser . " SO EVERY SPORT , AS IT IS MOST PURE , SO IT THE FAIRER BODY DOTH PROCURE TO HABIT IN . " - SPENSER . " THE MAN THAT HATH NO MUSIC IN HIMSELF ,
... leafy nook . " " THE NOBLEST MIND THE BEST CONTENTMENT has . " - spenser . " SO EVERY SPORT , AS IT IS MOST PURE , SO IT THE FAIRER BODY DOTH PROCURE TO HABIT IN . " - SPENSER . " THE MAN THAT HATH NO MUSIC IN HIMSELF ,
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Страница 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!
Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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!