The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1900Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch Clarendon Press, 1901 - 1084 sivua |
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Sivu 63
... kiss , And softly said , ' Dear heart , how like you this ? ' It was no dream ; for I lay broad awaking : But all is turn'd now , through my gentleness , Into a bitter fashion of forsaking ; And I have leave to go of her goodness ; And ...
... kiss , And softly said , ' Dear heart , how like you this ? ' It was no dream ; for I lay broad awaking : But all is turn'd now , through my gentleness , Into a bitter fashion of forsaking ; And I have leave to go of her goodness ; And ...
Sivu 99
... kiss me and be going , My sweetest dear ! Kiss me this once and then be going , For now the morning draweth near . ' With that the shepherd waked from sleeping , And spying where the day was peeping , He said , ' Now take my soul in ...
... kiss me and be going , My sweetest dear ! Kiss me this once and then be going , For now the morning draweth near . ' With that the shepherd waked from sleeping , And spying where the day was peeping , He said , ' Now take my soul in ...
Sivu 100
... kiss no men Till they did for good and all ; Then she made the shepherd call All the heavens to witness truth Never ... kisses sweet concluded ; And Phillida , with garlands gay , Was made the Lady of the May . 1542-1626 74 . A Cradle ...
... kiss no men Till they did for good and all ; Then she made the shepherd call All the heavens to witness truth Never ... kisses sweet concluded ; And Phillida , with garlands gay , Was made the Lady of the May . 1542-1626 74 . A Cradle ...
Sivu 103
... like quiet palmer , Travelleth towards the land of heaven ; Over the silver mountains , Where spring the nectar fountains : There will I kiss The bowl of bliss ; 78 . And drink mine everlasting fill Upon every milken 103 SIR WALTER RALEIGH.
... like quiet palmer , Travelleth towards the land of heaven ; Over the silver mountains , Where spring the nectar fountains : There will I kiss The bowl of bliss ; 78 . And drink mine everlasting fill Upon every milken 103 SIR WALTER RALEIGH.
Sivu 113
... kiss no men Till they did for good and all ; Then she made the shepherd call All the heavens to witness truth Never ... kisses sweet concluded ; And Phillida , with garlands gay , Was made the Lady of the May . 1542-1626 74 . A Cradle ...
... kiss no men Till they did for good and all ; Then she made the shepherd call All the heavens to witness truth Never ... kisses sweet concluded ; And Phillida , with garlands gay , Was made the Lady of the May . 1542-1626 74 . A Cradle ...
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Annabel Lee beauty birds bliss bonnie breast breath bright Camelot Clerk Saunders dark Dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth Edom eyes fair Fair Annie fear flame flowers frae gone grace grave green hair hame hand happy hath hear heart heaven Kilmeny kiss Lady Lady of Shalott land leave light live look look'd Lord love's lovers lullaby lute Lycidas maid maun merry moon morn ne'er never night nymph o'er pain pleasure praise rest rose round Samian wine seem'd shade shine sigh silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought Timor Mortis conturbat tree Twas unto voice wawking weep wind wine wings youth
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Sivu 607 - 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...
Sivu 556 - EARTH has not anything to show more fair : Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet...
Sivu 482 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 'Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn...
Sivu 553 - 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...
Sivu 571 - Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain-light of all our day, Are yet a master-light of all our seeing; Uphold us — cherish — and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence: truths that wake To perish never; Which neither listlessness,...
Sivu 672 - O Attic shape! fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form! dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity. Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Sivu 669 - But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But...
Sivu 675 - Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun ; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Sivu 313 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! What recks it them ? What need they ? they are sped ; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw, The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said, But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Sivu 647 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know,...