Lyric Love: An AnthologyWilliam Watson Macmillan and Company, 1892 - 238 páginas |
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... thee ! So weak thou art , that fools thy power despise , And yet so strong , thou triumph'st o'er the wise . Thy traps are laid with such peculiar art , They catch the cautious , let the rash depart . Most nets are filled by want of ...
... thee ! So weak thou art , that fools thy power despise , And yet so strong , thou triumph'st o'er the wise . Thy traps are laid with such peculiar art , They catch the cautious , let the rash depart . Most nets are filled by want of ...
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... thee " Walter Savage Landor 132 XCIX " Having this day my horse , my hand , my lance Sir Philip Sidney 132 c " Joy of my life ! full oft for loving you ' Edmund Spenser 133 CI " If doughty deeds my lady please " Graham of Gartmore 134 ...
... thee " Walter Savage Landor 132 XCIX " Having this day my horse , my hand , my lance Sir Philip Sidney 132 c " Joy of my life ! full oft for loving you ' Edmund Spenser 133 CI " If doughty deeds my lady please " Graham of Gartmore 134 ...
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... thee ? PAGE Walter Savage Landor 205 William Ernest Henley 206 Let me count the ways Elizabeth Barrett Browning 207 Agnes E. Glase 207 . CXCII Three Kisses of Farewell CXCIII ' Away , delights ; go seek some other dwelling " 66 John ...
... thee ? PAGE Walter Savage Landor 205 William Ernest Henley 206 Let me count the ways Elizabeth Barrett Browning 207 Agnes E. Glase 207 . CXCII Three Kisses of Farewell CXCIII ' Away , delights ; go seek some other dwelling " 66 John ...
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... Haste , and come to me ! " O Helen fair ! O Helen chaste ! If I were with thee , I were blest , Where thou lies low and takes thy rest , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish my grave were growing green , A winding 4 LYRIC LOVE.
... Haste , and come to me ! " O Helen fair ! O Helen chaste ! If I were with thee , I were blest , Where thou lies low and takes thy rest , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish my grave were growing green , A winding 4 LYRIC LOVE.
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... Haste , and come to me ! " O Helen fair ! O Helen chaste ! If I were with thee , I were blest , Where thou lies low and takes thy rest , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish my grave were growing green , A winding LYRIC LOVE.
... Haste , and come to me ! " O Helen fair ! O Helen chaste ! If I were with thee , I were blest , Where thou lies low and takes thy rest , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish my grave were growing green , A winding LYRIC LOVE.
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Airly Beacon Annie awake beauty bird Birks of Aberfeldy bonny lassie bosom braes breast breath bright cheek CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI COVENTRY PATMORE delight doth dream earth EDMUND SPENSER eyes F. T. PALGRAVE fair Annie flame flowers forget frae gaze golden grace gray grief hair hand happy hath heart heaven kirk kiss kye comes hame lady let thee go Lewti light lily lips Lochroyan look Lord Gregory love thee love true Thou love's lover luve maid mind ne'er never night Nora Creina o'er pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY RICHARD LOVELACE ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK rose round sang Say nay sigh Sing heigh-ho smile song soul Stanza stars sweet tears tell thine things THOMAS CAREW thou art thought true love Twas unto verse vows waly weel wild WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wind wings young
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Página 139 - TELL ME NOT, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Página 159 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
Página 154 - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Página 148 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Página 85 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
Página 121 - The castled crag of Drachenfels("> Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me ! 2.
Página 14 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night. And watching, with eternal lids apart. Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Página 194 - ... and part. Nay, I have done, you get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his eyes — Now, if thou would'st, when...
Página 85 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible.
Página 193 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.