The English Parnassus: An Anthology Chiefly of Longer PoemsClarendon Press, 1961 - 786 sivua |
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Sivu 179
... hear thee , view thee , gaze o'er all thy charms , And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms . I wake : -no more I hear , no more I view , The phantom flies me , as unkind as you . I call aloud ; it hears not what I say : I stretch my ...
... hear thee , view thee , gaze o'er all thy charms , And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms . I wake : -no more I hear , no more I view , The phantom flies me , as unkind as you . I call aloud ; it hears not what I say : I stretch my ...
Sivu 318
... hear , I hear , with joy I hear ! -But there's a Tree , of many , one , A single Field which I have looked upon , Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the ...
... hear , I hear , with joy I hear ! -But there's a Tree , of many , one , A single Field which I have looked upon , Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the ...
Sivu 541
... hear me yet before I die . Hear me , O earth . I will not die alone , Lest their shrill happy laughter come to me Walking the cold and starless road of Death Uncomforted , leaving my ancient love With the Greek woman . I will rise and ...
... hear me yet before I die . Hear me , O earth . I will not die alone , Lest their shrill happy laughter come to me Walking the cold and starless road of Death Uncomforted , leaving my ancient love With the Greek woman . I will rise and ...
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Arcite arms beauty beneath blood breast breath Burns Byron Camelot Chaucer cloud cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth Emelye eyes face fair fame fate fear flowers grace grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven herte honour Jebusites King King Arthur lady Lady of Shalott light live look lord Lycidas mighty Milton mind mordre Muse namore never night nymph o'er once Ovid Oxus pain pale PARNASSUS passion poem poet poetry Pope praise Rome rose round Rustum Saint Saturn seem'd seyde shal sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile Sohrab song sorrow soul sound spirit stars sterte stood stream sweet swich tears Tennyson Thebes thee ther Theseus thine things thou art thought thro trewely twas up-on voice weep whan whyl wild wind wolde words youth