The Way of Poetry, Libro 1Collins' clear-type Press, 1921 - 272 páginas |
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John Drinkwater. DAFFODIL BATTE GORBO , as thou camest this way , By yonder little hill , Or as thou through the fields did stray , Saw'st thou my Daffodil ? She's in a frock of Lincoln green , Which colour likes her sight , And never ...
John Drinkwater. DAFFODIL BATTE GORBO , as thou camest this way , By yonder little hill , Or as thou through the fields did stray , Saw'st thou my Daffodil ? She's in a frock of Lincoln green , Which colour likes her sight , And never ...
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... Thou source of all my bliss , and all my woe , That found'st me poor at first , and keep'st me so ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel , Thou nurse of every virtue , fare thee well ! Farewell , and Oh ! where'er thy voice be ...
... Thou source of all my bliss , and all my woe , That found'st me poor at first , and keep'st me so ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel , Thou nurse of every virtue , fare thee well ! Farewell , and Oh ! where'er thy voice be ...
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... Thou hast not lived , why should'st thou perish , so ? Thou hadst one aim , one business , one desire ! Else wert thou long since number'd with the dead- Else hadst thou spent , like other men , thy fire ! The generations of thy peers ...
... Thou hast not lived , why should'st thou perish , so ? Thou hadst one aim , one business , one desire ! Else wert thou long since number'd with the dead- Else hadst thou spent , like other men , thy fire ! The generations of thy peers ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beneath birds boughs bowers Chorus-Old Uncle cold cried Daffodil Dan'l Whiddon dance dark dead dear doth dream e'en earth eyes fair feet in ancient fields flocks flowers gammon gipsy golden grave gray green Greensleeves hath hear heart Heaven Heigho hill JOHN keel row Lady Street live Lord Lord Randal maid merry mind moon morn nest never night o'er pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Peter Gurney pipe Piper poem poet poetry poor RALPH HODGSON rats Ring ROBERT ROBERT HERRICK round rowley powley Samian wine Say the bells says Anthony Rowley says Rowley shade shepherd shine sing sleep smile song spinach Spring sweet thee thine things THOMAS Thou hast tree Uncle Tom Cobbleigh W. H. DAVIES WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR wild WILLIAM BLAKE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings wood