Golden Poems by British and American AuthorsFrancis Fisher Browne A.C. McClurg & Company, 1906 - 526 страници |
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... WIND - FLOWER TO A SKYLARK THE SKYLARK TO THE CUCKOO ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE THE SOLITARY REAPER THE OCEAN TO SENECA LAKE THE SIERRAS HYMN BEFORE SUNRISE SUNRISE Marie B. Williams William Wetmore Story Lydia Avery Coonley Ward Geoffrey ...
... WIND - FLOWER TO A SKYLARK THE SKYLARK TO THE CUCKOO ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE THE SOLITARY REAPER THE OCEAN TO SENECA LAKE THE SIERRAS HYMN BEFORE SUNRISE SUNRISE Marie B. Williams William Wetmore Story Lydia Avery Coonley Ward Geoffrey ...
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... WIND . ODE TO THE WEST WIND . THE THUNDER - STORM A THUNDER - STORM IN THE ALPS . 94 • William Cullen Bryant 95 • Percy Bysshe Shelley 96 James Thomson 98 Lord Byron 99 THE SNOW - STORM BEFORE THE RAIN James Thomson • • 99 AFTER THE ...
... WIND . ODE TO THE WEST WIND . THE THUNDER - STORM A THUNDER - STORM IN THE ALPS . 94 • William Cullen Bryant 95 • Percy Bysshe Shelley 96 James Thomson 98 Lord Byron 99 THE SNOW - STORM BEFORE THE RAIN James Thomson • • 99 AFTER THE ...
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... Wind , The ( A. 1861- 95 Fringed Gentian , To the Mendicants , The 120 79 Future Life , The 412 CARRUTH , WILLIAM HER- June . 63 BERT . Thanatopsis 478 Each in his own Tongue ... 499 CARY , ALICE . PAGE Winter ( A. 1820-1871 . xxvi LIST ...
... Wind , The ( A. 1861- 95 Fringed Gentian , To the Mendicants , The 120 79 Future Life , The 412 CARRUTH , WILLIAM HER- June . 63 BERT . Thanatopsis 478 Each in his own Tongue ... 499 CARY , ALICE . PAGE Winter ( A. 1820-1871 . xxvi LIST ...
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... Wind - Flower , To a CHATTERTON , THOMAS . ( 1752-1770 . ) My Love is Dead CHAUCER , GEOFFREY . ( 1328-1400 . ) Daisy , The 416 CRANCH , CHRISTOPHER PEARSE . ( A. 1813-1892 . ) Thought 79 CRAWFORD , JULIA . We Parted in Silence • . 331 ...
... Wind - Flower , To a CHATTERTON , THOMAS . ( 1752-1770 . ) My Love is Dead CHAUCER , GEOFFREY . ( 1328-1400 . ) Daisy , The 416 CRANCH , CHRISTOPHER PEARSE . ( A. 1813-1892 . ) Thought 79 CRAWFORD , JULIA . We Parted in Silence • . 331 ...
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... Wind . 93 SWINBURNE , ALGERNON CHARLES . ( 1837- 06 Farewell 361 Skylark , To a 80 In Memory of Walter Savage Landor 142 SIBLEY , CHARLES . Match , A 181 Plaidie , The 275 SWING , DAVID . SIDNEY , SIR PHILIP . ( A. 1830-1894 . ) ( 1554 ...
... Wind . 93 SWINBURNE , ALGERNON CHARLES . ( 1837- 06 Farewell 361 Skylark , To a 80 In Memory of Walter Savage Landor 142 SIBLEY , CHARLES . Match , A 181 Plaidie , The 275 SWING , DAVID . SIDNEY , SIR PHILIP . ( A. 1830-1894 . ) ( 1554 ...
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Страница 80 - 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. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Страница 87 - Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such, as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now. Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests ; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime...
Страница 109 - 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.
Страница 156 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Страница 78 - I wandered lonely as a cloud" I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves...
Страница 80 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Страница 102 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Страница 420 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Страница 86 - Reaper. Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Страница 109 - But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover...