A Household Book of English Poetry, Tema 160Macmillan, 1870 - 438 páginas |
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... seemed likely that for the most part our paths would be different , and the poems which I should select not identical with those already chosen by him . This to so great an extent has proved the case , that of more than three hundred ...
... seemed likely that for the most part our paths would be different , and the poems which I should select not identical with those already chosen by him . This to so great an extent has proved the case , that of more than three hundred ...
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... seemed a real gain to put new treasures within the reach of those who are little able , or , if able , are little likely , to go and discover such for themselves . But in very many instances I feel sure that what I have admitted is not ...
... seemed a real gain to put new treasures within the reach of those who are little able , or , if able , are little likely , to go and discover such for themselves . But in very many instances I feel sure that what I have admitted is not ...
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... seemed worthy of special admiration ; or sought in other ways to plant the reader at that point of view from which the merits of some poem might be most deeply felt and best understood . I must plead in excuse that for myself , in other ...
... seemed worthy of special admiration ; or sought in other ways to plant the reader at that point of view from which the merits of some poem might be most deeply felt and best understood . I must plead in excuse that for myself , in other ...
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... seemed , could he Their haste himself condemn , Aware that flight , in such a sea , Alone could rescue them ; Yet bitter felt it still to die 35 Deserted , and his friends so nigh . He long survives , who lives an hour In ocean , self ...
... seemed , could he Their haste himself condemn , Aware that flight , in such a sea , Alone could rescue them ; Yet bitter felt it still to die 35 Deserted , and his friends so nigh . He long survives , who lives an hour In ocean , self ...
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... seemed no sleep , No mood , which season takes away , or brings : I could have fancied that the mighty Deep Was even the gentlest of all gentle things . Ah ! then , if mine had been the painter's hand To express what then I saw ; and ...
... seemed no sleep , No mood , which season takes away , or brings : I could have fancied that the mighty Deep Was even the gentlest of all gentle things . Ah ! then , if mine had been the painter's hand To express what then I saw ; and ...
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Página 252 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Página 288 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Página 261 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 291 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Página 347 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Página 218 - Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 55 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Página 382 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Página 149 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Página 288 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...