Seven Centuries of Verse, English & American, from the Early English Lyrics to the Present Day, Nide 1Arthur James Marshall Smith Scribner, 1967 - 818 sivua |
Kirjan sisältä
Tulokset 1 - 3 kokonaismäärästä 35
Sivu 240
... Seemed to her ear his winning lips to lay , And thus in whispers said , or seemed to say : Fairest of mortals , thou distinguished care Of thousand bright Inhabitants of Air ! 5 10 15 20 25 If e'er one vision touched thy infant thought ...
... Seemed to her ear his winning lips to lay , And thus in whispers said , or seemed to say : Fairest of mortals , thou distinguished care Of thousand bright Inhabitants of Air ! 5 10 15 20 25 If e'er one vision touched thy infant thought ...
Sivu 304
Arthur James Marshall Smith. And stepping westward seemed to be A kind of heavenly destiny : I liked the greeting ; ' twas a sound Of something without place or bound ; And seemed to give me spiritual right To travel through that region ...
Arthur James Marshall Smith. And stepping westward seemed to be A kind of heavenly destiny : I liked the greeting ; ' twas a sound Of something without place or bound ; And seemed to give me spiritual right To travel through that region ...
Sivu 521
... seemed to be The Century's corpse outleant , His crypt the cloudy canopy , The wind his death lament . The ancient pulse of germ and birth Was shrunken hard and dry , And every spirit upon earth Seemed fervourless as I. At once a voice ...
... seemed to be The Century's corpse outleant , His crypt the cloudy canopy , The wind his death lament . The ancient pulse of germ and birth Was shrunken hard and dry , And every spirit upon earth Seemed fervourless as I. At once a voice ...
Sisältö
PART | 3 |
GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1340?1400 | 11 |
ENGLISH SCOTTISH POPULAR BALLADS | 53 |
Tekijänoikeudet | |
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Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
A. E. Housman beauty birds bless blood blow breast breath bright Clerk Saunders cloud dance dark dead dear death deep doth dream E. E. Cummings earth eternal eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory grace grave green hair hand hath head hear heard heart heaven John Barleycorn King kiss Lady of Shalott land leave light live look Lord Lord Randal Lycidas maid moon mordre morning never night nymph o'er pleasure Poems rose round shade shine sigh sight sing Sir Bedivere sleep snow song soul sound spirit spring stars sweet Sylphs T. S. Eliot tears tell Thalestris thee Theodore Roethke thine things thou art thou hast thought tree Twas voice W. H. Auden walk waves wild wind wings wonder woods