Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics ...Macmillan, 1903 |
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... seen to glide , The Genii of the stream : 15 Their scaly armour's Tyrian hue Through richest purple , to the view Betray'd a golden gleam . The hapless Nymph with wonder saw : A whisker first , and then a claw ; With many an ardent wish ...
... seen to glide , The Genii of the stream : 15 Their scaly armour's Tyrian hue Through richest purple , to the view Betray'd a golden gleam . The hapless Nymph with wonder saw : A whisker first , and then a claw ; With many an ardent wish ...
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... seen in diamonds bright , Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale , Thy skin is ivory so white . Thus every beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue . ' Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan ...
... seen in diamonds bright , Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale , Thy skin is ivory so white . Thus every beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue . ' Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan ...
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... 'd to thy warbled lay . O'er Idalia's velvet - green The rosy - crowned Loves are seen On Cytherea's day ; 5 10 15 20 20 25 25 BOOK THIRD With antic Sport , and blue - eyed 24 THE GOLDEN TREASURY The Progress of Poesy,
... 'd to thy warbled lay . O'er Idalia's velvet - green The rosy - crowned Loves are seen On Cytherea's day ; 5 10 15 20 20 25 25 BOOK THIRD With antic Sport , and blue - eyed 24 THE GOLDEN TREASURY The Progress of Poesy,
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... seen 75 Peeping from forth their alleys green : Brown Exercise rejoiced to hear ; And Sport leapt up , and seized his beechen spear . Last came Joy's ecstatic trial : 80 He , with viny crown advancing , First to the lively pipe his hand ...
... seen 75 Peeping from forth their alleys green : Brown Exercise rejoiced to hear ; And Sport leapt up , and seized his beechen spear . Last came Joy's ecstatic trial : 80 He , with viny crown advancing , First to the lively pipe his hand ...
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... seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away , To meet the sun upon the upland lawn ; ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high , His listless length at noon - tide ...
... seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away , To meet the sun upon the upland lawn ; ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high , His listless length at noon - tide ...
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Página 48 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Página 65 - It may be safely affirmed that there neither is, nor can be, any essential difference between the language of prose and metrical composition.
Página 55 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Página 29 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Página 98 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o
Página 16 - It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Página 66 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Página 42 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Página 33 - WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie ! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi...
Página 50 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.